Hey Jakey,
I feel compelled to blog tonight, even though I am not in the mood. For a couple weeks now, you have made me feel like a horrible mother. You've been a little wild child, and I feel like all I do is yell at you, and sequester you in the house. I don't know if school has anything to do with it, but the escalation of your aggression and willfullness seems to coincide with your new classroom setting.
I've been retreating to the bedroom way too often, presumably to feed your sister, but sometimes it's just to get some peace and quiet, while your daddy tries to deal with you. I've always prided myself in my ability to remain calm in the face of any tantrum, meltdown and general mayhem, but lately I'm starting to take your behavior to heart, to take it personally, and it's getting harder and harder to not get angry.
Also, had to take the truck in, the grinding noise was finally becoming too loud to ignore. New shocks, and some kind of front-end somethin'-or-other. The front-end somethin'-or-other is what's making the grinding noise. If I don't replace it, supposedly, the wheels will all fly off in four different directions at a most inopportune time. Damage: $1013. Depressed now.
Next to lastly, it took me a couple days to figure it out: the fretful chewing on her fists, the drooling, the back-to-back grumpy days. But it was the toe-curling, bone-jarring couple of chomps on my nips that sealed the deal. Your sister's teething.
Lastly, my pants are a wee bit tight this week. After weeks of them being pleasantly loose, this week they were kind of tight. Crap-tastic!
My Thursday Thirteen is a list of Tivo'd shows that Wavy and I watch while locked away in the bedroom, or when I get up in the middle of the night to feed her and I can't get back to sleep. Like right now. Daddy and I have shows that we Tivo jointly, like The Office, Scrubs, Earl and Anthony Bourdain, but these are the ones that are just for me:
1. Intervention
This one's my new -- ahem -- addiction. Seeing such sad-sack, messed-up people that are more addicted than I am makes me feel better about myself.
2. Lost
I haven't given up yet! This second half of the third season is shaping up to be a return to form.
3. Mad About You
Although... lately they seem to keep showing the first two seasons, which I have on DVD, over and over again.
4. Nigella Feasts
Fabulous and full-figured, Nigella is my hero.
5. Surreal Life Fame Games
"Reality" shows are even more terrifically cheesy when they involve B-list celebrities. Shit like this is like catnip to me.
6. Shooting Sizemore
See #1 and #5 above.
7. Sweet Dreams
Another Food Network show, this one's about making desserts. In another life, I would've been a pastry chef.
Okay, so I only Tivo seven shows. Any more than that and I would need some sort of intervention myself.
All right. Back to bed. Love you, even though it may not sound like it all the time, I love you, love you, love you.
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