Finding Joy in Snarkville

(Before I begin, all Knitters can stand down.  The pattern from the magazine has been located and aquired.  For any copyright police out there, we are FOLLOWING the law to the letter and yet, I still will be able to finish my scarf.  For those of you who won’t sleep until I tell you, it was Holiday IK 2007 and just typing that makes me throw up a little in my mouth.)

This morning I’m taking the car to get brakes.  Well, actually, the car needs the brakes fixed, and it is long overdue, but alas, it sounds so much more fun the thought that I’m going to just drive to the brake place and hope the building stops me, right?  Ok, maybe not.  Anyway, I fully expect to be called “Little Lady” before 8am — and since that makes me happier than you can possibly imagine, you know I shall report back here.  (Is anyone wondering why I’ve been putting off the brakes?)

So, since I can’t wait to get called “Little Lady” I must leave you with a few random thoughts.

1. If you are a small boy in my life, I think it is rather funny that you negoiated yourself an EARLIER bedtime.  Oh, sure you thought you were getting 30 minutes of TV and that was a treat; but never did you stop and think that perhaps I normally play for a bit in the evenings after school too.  Oh, no, you asked for your TV and then promptly went to bed.  Yes, I think it is funny — but also, really rather nice.
2. If you are large boy in my house, if you wake up grumpy, please don’t take it out on the rest of us. Oh, and kindly come home in a better place, k?
3. To the shopper in this house, we are out of milk. Milk I put in my coffee.  It is a horrible state of affairs that I’m going to have to deal with “Little Lady” before a cup of coffee.  It is also horrible that the milk buyer is ME and I am thus forced to kick my own self in the ass.
4. I am pleased to say that I’m unpacked from the most recent trip, though I’m not yet through the laundry.  There was a brief moment when my brain failed me and I put a load of jeans in the wash last night and I thought, “This is great, Duke will have jeans to wear to school tomorrow.”  Come to find out, four year olds don’t want to wear wet jeans on cold days, go figure.  (Yes, I found CLEAN, DRY pants for the child — but again I was kicking myself for being all smug last night that.)
5. I may have a bruise on my bottom, from all the kicking myself.

So, wish me luck with the big mean brake men at the repair shop who will undoubtly look at me, see “sucker” on my forehead and call me “little lady.”

Finally, someone had a birthday.  This someone also has not gotten a present from ME yet, because it is sitting in my floor waiting to be wrapped and packed.  I suck — but the best part is, I know she’ll forgive me — she’s good like that, and can not resist the yarn.  Oh and she’s older than me, which automatically makes her more mature, right?

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