Today has been one of those days that just… bah, things go wrong. I could sit here and probably entertain you all with lots of going-wrong stories from today, crazy stuff, but I’m in too much pain to worry about it. Not sure what I did, but when I woke up this morning my back was hurting really bad (yeah, let’s add that to the list) and it has continued all day without any relief from medication. I’m about sick of it to tell you the truth.
And finally, my server is due to migrate to Site5’s new servers at The Planet sometime between Monday and Wednesday. So I’m downloading backups (just in case) to all on this server and I may use this as an excuse to go into hiding for the next three days… Except to those of you who love me enough to follow me elsewhere, of course, haha.
When we first started working on that sitting room and tearing out that wall to add that room to the living room, Steve found some interesting things in the wall. An old spool of thread, a plastic cowboy that looks like it’s from the 60’s, a marble, some other things and this little Tootsie Toy car:
The other day, Elijah found this for us again and we got Googling to find out more about Tootsie Toys. This is a Classic MG, all metal except the wheels. I wonder what it would take to restore it?
We found some others in perfect condition, like this one. Who knows, I don’t know much of anything about antique toys and collectibles.
But we thought that was kinda cool. Unfortunately, I am unable to find much of anything about this particular model and have no idea exactly how old it is. So if ya know… let me know :)
I logged into our bank’s website a bit ago to check and see if they’d paid our water/sewer bill yet. It’s going tomorrow, but two other things have caught my eye.
The first is a deposit of $477.27. It is right next to Steve’s last paycheck deposit and I have no idea what it is. So I click to view it and the name is in a female’s handwriting. You can just tell, you know? And the name itself? My brother-in-law! So I’m like, craaaaap, they screwed up and put his deposit in our account. But then I look at the account number and it isour account number, matches what my checks say. So now I’m wondering if Steve had some “extra” money he deposited and they screwed up and wrote the wrong name on it. I messaged him but he’s in school today so no answer yet. But if this is our deposit, I don’t know where the money came from in the first place! Continue reading ’strange bank stuff’
Well, that’s what Elijah just told me Halloween is, anyway. Said that’s what another boy told him and he has decided that he’s going there tomorrow. Whatever. Think what you like, kid.
Anyway, I’m still kinda in blah-mode, but I’ll live… like always. What’s been going on?
Second to last class yesterday morning. Always a good one. E’s school this morning. My friend’s truck didn’t start again which is blowing their minds because they have no idea what’s wrong and thought it was fixed last week. So we picked her up which I really really really don’t mind doing whatsoever but when we dropped them off, E threw a fit because he wanted to stay and play. Her son wanted him to stay (or to go to our house), too. It was funny, though, in the respect that they weren’t getting along with one another. We were there yesterday after class though, so I insisted we come back home today as I had stuff to do. However, that started a chain of events of bad behavior up until the last hour or so. Continue reading ‘“Toys, and blocks, and cookies, and cheese-its, and crackers, and strawberries, too.”’
Man I totally don’t feel like doing much of anything lately. It’s not like I’m doing nothing, but my attention span is just so short this past week. I’ll do have the dishes, half the laundry, even half of blog/photo commenting, then I move on to something else. I can’t even concentrate on this movie that is on this free preview of Starz. It’s The Da Vinci Code and I swear, it is SO boring. Horrible really. Bad enough that I know already I’ll never read that book. But I digress.
Last night we went to an annual bonfire/hayride at the house of some friends. We mostly had a good time but by the time we left (after 9:30) E had both me and Steve so stressed out. He’s not a bad kid, he’s just so active and doesn’t listen for anything. Very selective hearing. He doesn’t hear me saying he’s going too far into the woods, come back; but he can hear someone opening the bag of marshmallows down at the barn, 100 feet away. Typical four-year-old most might say, but there were two other four-year-olds (two of his friends) and they were both very good. What’s the deal? If he wasn’t so dang cute… I swear. Continue reading ‘Blahness.’
You know what I’m talking about… where is that blasted remote!? We seem to lose it all the time… or rather, one of the four floating around in this room. And since no American home is complete without a shrine to the TV and those TVs and other devices are now created with minimal buttons on them, therefore forcing you to use the remotes… we’re kinda screwed.
This time, it’s the remote to the satellite that is missing. The only buttons on the bloody box are the power button and channel up and down. Last night, I left the remote sitting on the back of the couch, this morning, it is gone. It’s not behind the couch, so I can only figure it’s in the cushions. E’s throwing a fit about watching or not watching some show so I send him on a mission to find the remote. Continue reading ‘the case of the disappearing remote’
I was doing some dishes this morning and Elijah was watching Yo Gabba Gabba for a few minutes before it was time to leave when he suddenly started yelling…
“That’s my name! Mama! That’s my name! Look! That’s ME!!!”
Coming into the living room, this is what I see:
I tried to explain to Elijah that he’s not the only one in the world with that name, but he just kept insisting that he’s Elijah Wood.
As a side note, NO my Elijah is NOT named after Elijah Wood. He gets his first name from my husband’s great-grandfather. That’s beside the point, but I must make it known. Every time I hear of Elijah Wood I’m reminded of when I was pregnant and chatting with someone in a game or something (I was pretty much on bed rest and so I played Yahoo Games for like three months lol) and she asked me what we would name the baby. I said Elijah and she totally freaked on me. I mean, totally started cussing me out saying I should not name my kid after someone so stupid. It was really weird, we’d been playing for about an hour and she’d been really nice up until that point. Anyway…
So I was just reminded of this little bit from my day and I was telling Steve about it…
Val: …and there was Elijah Wood on show and Elijah was yelling – Steve: Elijah Wood? Who’s that? Val: Frodo. Steve: Which one is that? Val: Frodo. Steve: Yeah but which one is that? Val: The one who had to carry the ring. Steve: That’s Rudy’s name!? Val: NO! That’s Sean Astin! Steve: I don’t remember which one Frodo is. Val: *Growls, shows Steve the video* Steve: …he doesn’t look like a Hobbit…
I guess mentioning The Good Son and most certainly Back to the Future II would get us no place fast, too… Gotta love him, though, he’s not so worried about stuff that really doesn’t matter. :)
E likes that show, though. It scarily reminds me of H.R. Pufnstuf and I didn’t even see that but once in college and it scared the crap out of me and made me want to slit my wrists and slice off my ears. But he likes it and as long as they keep talking about eating healthy, I’m all for it. :P
She is totally going to KILL me for this, but I’m doing it anyway. Not long ago I came across something I forgot I had. And now, I have taken it from the VHS it was on where I had recorded it from when it aired on a local cable station. And now here it resides in my Viddleraccount:
Yup, that is Sarah! She was 6 or 7 years old, it was sometime in 2002. Probably early-mid 2002, actually. On piano is Sheila who was 12 or 13 at the time. Continue reading ‘last thing before I die’
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