Last night I was supposed to pack and relax, but instead had to deal with a Major Bra Emergency (stupid dress, stupid bras, stupid me not realizing how terrible all of my bras are, stupid trying to buy a bra in a tiny town past 7:00 pm, stupid EVERYTHING). Then it stormed insanely all night (tornado warnings, excessive lightening, etc) and Monk went cuh-razy (not just normal crazy, cuh-raaaazy) and did his best to make sure we didn’t sleep at all, ever, all night. At one point he woke me up by climbing on top of me (not! allowed!), and he spent much of the night pressed against our bed, trembling so hard that it felt very earthquakish. Monk used to be scared of thunder, but we were careful to ignore him, not reinforce the behavior, blah blah blah, and he got over it.
UNTIL LAST NIGHT. Finally at four we got out of bed, came downstairs, watched some weather stuff on tv, gave the dogs some treats, threw the ball for them (Cab was so confused, because he wanted to be asleep), and then went back to bed. Monk seemed relieved that we had sufficiently checked out the situation, validated his concern, and given him treats. He passed out. And then I couldn’t sleep for a while, and I finally fell asleep, and then the alarm did not go off, and I still need to pack, and shower, and go to work, and take the dogs back to jail, and my toenails look awful, and I don’t think I charged my stupid stupid cell phone. THANK GOODNESS I WORKED ON THIS POST LAST NIGHT.
So! Running short on time this morning (gasp! that never happens!), and tonight we are driving to another city in Missouri for the weekend for a wedding. And when we get back we’ll have a house guest for a week. Also, my Important Coworker will be gone most of that week on vacation, so work should be extra super packed with busy.
So! How about some photos from last weekend?
Here are some storm clouds:
Here is a field.
Here is the dogs’ WORST ENEMY, of ALL TIME, EVER:
(Did you see how evil that bunny looks? No WONDER Monk trembles in rage whenever that bunny is in sight. We don’t blame you, Monk, because that thing is a MONSTER.)
Here are some lilies we planted. Jut picked them out. I really like them.
Another field from the drive:
Here is a photo of me tormenting my sister, which is a) easy to do and b) obviously turns my face into a frightening swollen mess. My sister and I fell asleep shortly after this on two different couches, and our respective husbands probably made fun of us.
And because I’m feeling especially self-punishing, here is a terrible photo of me that I took on accident, when we were driving through the stormy parts on Sunday and we were listening to tornado warnings on the radio. Please note my a) visible sports bra b) greasy messy hair c) the way I am mouth breathing. Jut, however, looks good, as usual. He looks good after nine hours of driving. I do not. I look ridiculous after forty minutes. Maybe because I can not stay awake, ever.
Question time!
What brand of toilet paper do you buy? Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? When it comes to clothing, what is your shame limit when it comes to going outside for quick reasons (if you have neighbors)? What are you doing this weekend?
We buy Charmin, because we got fed up with the cheaper, more painful brands. And it is true! We use less, so it evens out! I expressed my satisfaction with our toilet paper to my husband just last night (we have a good relationship), and I am very glad the days of Angel Soft are over. If the Charmin commercials didn’t have those awful bears, everything would be PERFECT.
I last talked to Jut last. I called him on the way home from the bra trip and said, “DO YOU KNOW HOW BAD THAT WAS? THAT WAS THE WORST THING EVER.” Before that I called my coworker, and said, please do not let me forget to give our bookkeeper that deposit slip for the deposit I made today, because I forgot all about it and I do not want to lose it in Missouri. And then we talked about bras.
Last night, we went into the garage to put leashes on the dogs, and Jut looked at me, started laughing, and said, “What are you wearing?” The answer is, short bright pink striped pajama shorts, a way-too-big mauve tank top, and I had just slipped my feet into my red snow boots. (The grass was wet!) My shame limit is obviously high (or low, I’m not sure which way the scale goes here), and the only time I feel uncomfortable with wearing such things in our yard is if it is still light, I am not wearing a bra but am wearing a thin-ish top, and one of our elderly neighbors comes over to visit for a while. That makes me feel scandalous.
You know what I am doing this weekend, so, go!
Kisses,
black sheeped
May 30, 2008 at 6:41 am
I’m with you on those stupid bears. I’m very happy with Charmin, but I hate their advertising. I’d rather they go back to the please-don’t-squeeze-the-Charmin ads, and I didn’t even like those.
The last person I talked to on the phone was my brother. We only catch up every few months, so it was a nice long chat.
I’ll step outside the door in my PJs to pick up the newspaper, but if the top is too thin, I’ll put a robe on first. Some things I don’t want to share with any old person driving by!
May 30, 2008 at 6:50 am
We use Charmin too. I am willing to spend a lot on toilet paper. A LOT.
The last person I talked to was a Microsoft salesman (work call). So depressing, although he did have a Minnesotan accent, which was s bonus.
I’ll go outside in just about anything, as long as I’m decent. Sometimes if I have to let the dogs out in the middle of the night, I’ll even do it with my PJ top and undies on.
May 30, 2008 at 6:51 am
Oh! I am seeing SATC this weekend! Man, if the commenters ahead of me forget to answer a question, I am SCREWED. What a SHEEP I am.
May 30, 2008 at 7:47 am
We use Cottonelle, I think. The one with the dog on the package.
The last person I talked to on the phone was Torsten.
I’ll go outside in my nightgown as long as all private bits are securely covered.
This weekend we are having our engagement photos taken, cooking out with my sister, and starting to make wedding invitations.
May 30, 2008 at 7:55 am
I love that accidental photo!
Toilet paper is a touchy subject in our house. I like Northern; Jason likes Charmin. We finally negotiated a truce with Angel Soft and so far, we both like it.
Last person on the phone? Some guy that answered while I was trying to call our friend, because Jason insisted he had programmed her new number into his cell phone, but in fact, he did not. And he made ME call her because he claims he can’t hear well over the phone, even though he just had a hearing test that said everything is NORMAL. And I HATE talking on the phone. ARGH.
My outside clothing standards are low. When we run outside in the mornings to water the plants, I typically wear yoga pants, sandals and a thin tank top with no bra. The tank top usually is not a color match with my pants. If someone saw me, I would die.
This weekend, we are visiting the friend I tried to call; she lives in a nice, scenic little town about 2 hours away. Then I hope to spend some time pruning, weeding and hanging out in our yard. I’ve got a new tree trimmer to try out!
Have a great weekend!
May 30, 2008 at 9:04 am
What brand of toilet paper do you buy? We buy scott. I hate the thick toilet paper. It shreds, Yuck, Also, the bears, wiping themselves on TV—gross
Who was the last person you talked to on the phone? Hub called to see if we were going to see Indiana Jones (YES!!)
When it comes to clothing, what is your shame limit when it comes to going outside for quick reasons (if you have neighbors)? If I am just in our yard, all bets are off. In the front yard, I make sure I have a bra on, but other than that, the negighbors can see my penguin pants (and the do….a lot…)
What are you doing this weekend? Family party tomorrow, other than that, relaxing as I am back to work after 10 days off on Monday. BOO!!
I also really like your accidental photo.
May 30, 2008 at 10:24 am
RE the rabbit, Monk says: “It has fangs that….it can jump…LOOK AT THE BONES!!”
We buy the Charmin in the blue package. That’s what I grew up using, so when it came to be my turn to buy it, I just kept buying it. I probably won’t ever switch, because I HATE cheap TP with a passion.
I talked on the phone last to my friend Teacher Incognito, who called to invite me to dinner tonight with her and her new baby (squee!) and another friend. Yay!
Before the dog, I never went outside in shorts or in just a Tshirt with no bra. I’d always make sure I was at least wearing pants (even pj pants) and a jacket over my shirt if I was free under there. Now that I have to take the dog out every night at least twice to pee (and now that we have a fenced backyard) I’ll go out back in a Tshirt and shorts, though if it’s light outside, I tend to cross my arms tightly over my chest and pretend I’m cold. I also took the dog for a walk the other day in a pair of old boxer shorts, even though previously I never would’ve subjected the outside world to my pale, pale legs in anything that didn’t come down to my knees. I can’t decide if the dog is freeing me from my ridiculous inhibitions or turning me into an embarrassing fashion Don’t.
This weekend, I have to work. Blah.
May 30, 2008 at 3:58 pm
Typically I buy Northern. I will buy Charmin if it’s super cheap. I find I’m just as happy with the Northern as the Charmin. Decided to be cheap and bought Angel Soft on sale a few weeks ago. NEVER AGAIN. And I TOO hate the Charmin bears. WHY are they still making those commercials when most of us are obviously disturbed by them??
Last phone conversation was to hubby, of course. I always make a panic-induced phone call around 4:00 every day to see if there’s a t-ball game or anything going on that night and what the freak should I make for dinner? He is NEVER helpful with the dinner question. I think that’s why we have a lot of scrambled eggs or spaghetti for dinner around here. Easy. Anyway, that was yesterday. I didn’t have to call him today. Friday is Pizza night. Saves the panic attack (I’m sure hubby is grateful).
I’ve been known to check the mail or put out the garbage in my pajama pants and slippers. However, I do have a teensy bit of shame–I usually throw a sweater on over the pajama top. I have a tendency to hide in the garage when I’m wearing this outfit to put my kids on the bus. I apparently don’t care about my neighbor’s opinions–only about the bus driver’s.
Tomorrow is little league/t-ball day. Back to back games with the two kids for the third Satruday in a row. I kinda don’t mind (yet). I get to see a few of my “mom” friends and enjoy the sun (er, IF it’s sunny). Then dd and I have to find a bday gift for the party she’s attending on Sunday.
May 30, 2008 at 4:18 pm
1. We buy Earth Friendly or Earth First or Earth Loves Us, whatever it’s called that has a greyish tinge and a bunch of green on the packaging. You know, our butts love ze earth, etc.
2. The last call I made, the only call I made today, was to the answering machine at my daughter’s day care. The last time I actually talked to a person was probably to M, from my work phone yesterday, saying “So you’re picking up Silas?” We’re romantic that way.
3. Decency-wise, I try to avoid going out front without pants/ shorts. Out back, which is fenced and leafy, I am a little more casual. Since I got a voluminous pink bathrobe for Christmas, I have started to take the garbage out in the mornings wearing just the nightie and the bathrobe, which feels deliciously housewifey, or something. In terms of you, know, matching and all, I could probably stand to have a personal fashion police assigned to me at all times, since this is an area I am wont to be unconcerned about.
4. Packing! Packing! Packing! Also, my three-year old has her first sleepover, at our house, and lo, I am scared. A little. i am also looking forward to watching our netflix flick, the Savages.
June 3, 2008 at 2:53 pm
I can’t seem to leave a comment on your untitled post about your friend, but wanted to offer my condolences. I am so sorry.