I always think potty training must be weird for kids. It's interesting to me that they'd do it differently different places.
When I was being scrubbed half to death at the Russian Turkish baths (with either Kristin and Cass or Elena and Jess, can't remember) I felt for a minute like I was a baby. Very odd.
Waiting for laundry to finish in the dryer. Not only are my sheets in there, but the buzzer is really loud. If I dig out different sheets and go to bed, I'll still be woken up by the buzzer, so might as well wait it out.
With both my kids, I felt like daycare did the hard work of potty training them and all I did was not get in their way.
My days are filled with Shit I Don't Wanna Do.
It's not fair. I only now finished with my freshman year. I only now understand how much it took from me, and honestly? I just wanna hide under the radar for a week, having ice cream, books and guilty pleasure TV.
It's also possible that I'm PMSing, and I didn't have a good night sleep in 3 and a half weeks, IIRC.
I'm just so tired. And some extra right wing dude started following me on Twitter, and now I feel polluted.
Hopefully I'll be able to rest this weekend. Yesterday just didn't want to die. I just can't relax yet, and I really need to.
< /whining>
Well, I'm off to Greece today. I've set up a travel blog under my non-fannish name (Heather) here: [link] . Yes, I looked into connectivity issues while planning for the trip I've wanted since I was 11.
What, no response to the 12,500 calorie Gummi bear?
Woo! Have a blast, Calli!
Yuck, don't like gummy bears.
This:
With both my kids, I felt like daycare did the hard work of potty training them and all I did was not get in their way.
Followed by:
My days are filled with Shit I Don't Wanna Do.
Was funny at this hour of my morning.
Thanks, y'all! Wheels up at 11:44 am, or so US Air would have me believe.