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Monday Ramblings

So yesterday was Mother's Day. And the first one where I woke up realizing that in some small way, the day will have more of a personal meaning to me. I had several friends send me emails or cards pertaining to the day; something that meant the world to me. I know that technically, I'm not a mother yet. But as my friend C- pointed out, the "mommy to be" title is a bit silly. After all, ever since we found out we were pregnant, everything we've done has revolved around that fact.

I got to spend the day in a warm fuzzy type glow. My husband gave me an amazingly wonderful card (that of course made me cry) and 4 hours of Brad Pitt. :^) We eventually ended up at my parents house where I got to make my mother and my sister cry (gift giving is such fun!!). And then my sister and I got to make my aunt a bit green around the gills at dinner. We tend to forget, what with so many people we know currently or recently pregnant, that perhaps placenta size or fluid gain/loss is not the best dinner time conversation.

Now I'm at work, feeling under the weather, and killing time. I'm at a stopping point with my one huuuge project until IT can create a report (and I have learned not to rush IT. No no no). And as my boss is busy with a bunch of stuff (including my way less than 90 day review!) he hasn't got anything to pass down to me.

Plus, a woman I was becoming good friends with is no longer with the company. And no one who knows why is allowed to say why. Which is a bit ominous. But hopefully, eventually, I may get to know. Oy!

What else????

I'm having a very bad hair day? Anyone care? Nope? Didn't think so.

Ummm...I'd like a burrito. But then, I guess that's nothing new.

Blasting classical music in my office is making me feel vaguely like I'm in a Calvin & Hobbes cartoon. Which is a happy and weird thought. Especially since I keep thinking that E- is going to be Calvin's dad. Which would then make me Calvin's mom (I'm sooo smart!). Be afraid. Be very afraid.

Ok...enough slack for the moment...off to read children's book catalogs (and yes, that really is work!! I love it!!)


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