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Archive: June 2003

5 Days….

Until the new Harry Potter book comes out! I am understandably busy, since this is the single largest laydown in history, but when you add all the other stuff that’s going on, I’m a walking zombie. I’m so tired that my hair hurts. Every morning I wake up and pray that I can make it through the day without a major catastrophe. While logic tells me that this can’t possibly last forever, I am having a really hard time seeing the light at the end of the tunnel, and that’s pretty unusual for me. So for the next few days, I think I’m going to focus on gratitude. I have so many blessings in my life, and I’m going to need each and every one of them to get me through this.

Beer is good. Even if

Beer is good. Even if it is Coor’s Light. {{cough}} {{Camille}} {{cough}}

Just One More Day

That’s right: I just have to make it through one more day, and then I know that everything’s gonna be alright. This morning was rough: Our power was intermittent during the night because of the storm. I did, however, have the foresight to set the alarm on my cell phone, just in case. It was still storming pretty bad when I got up, so I just let the dogs out the back, instead of going out there with them. Approximately two minutes later, I called them, and only two showed up. Muttering to myself, I grabbed the newspaper, threw it over my just-coiffed hair (I couldn’t find the umbrella), and went outside to retrieve dog #3. Now here’s the part of the story where you’d think I’d already learned the lesson: You guessed it! The fence had blown down. Not the same section, mind you, but it was down nonetheless. To make matters worse, ANOTHER section of the neighbor’s fence was also down, giving unrestricted access to the great beyond. So I dashed in the house, yelling for Kevin (still peacefully asleep, as this all transpired before 6:00 AM), jumped in my truck, and drove around the neighborhood. All to no avail. No dog. My heart was sinking fast. I got back home and kept calling for the Flight Risk (this is not the first time she’s been Born Free). Kevin, by this time, was already out looking, too. Guess what? He found her. In the neighbor’s pool. She’s a Shar-Pei mix. She doesn’t exactly float. The story has a happy ending, though. He fished her out and brought her home. Greg Louganis is doing just fine after her morning exploits. Between this and work, my nerves are shot.

Revenge of the Monkey SARS

Yes, it’s true. We do, in fact, closely resemble the Wheezy Ward here at Chez Donahue. I am ashamed to admit that I kicked off this spate of illness almost two full weeks ago. I blame it all on Florida, since that’s where we were when I first succumbed to whatever this crap is. However, there is finally some good news (at least for me): I seem to be on the road to recovery, so now I should be able to nurse poor Kevin through his run. Maybe we’ll even be able to sleep in the same bed again soon!!!! 🙂

Not Much To Say

Sad, but true. I really don’t have much of anything to report. I was up all night again last night. I was feeling considerably better on Monday, then I was struck down again not long after I went to sleep. Needless to say, Kevin was thrilled. I’m feeling kinda blah (mentally) in addition to feeling wretched (physically). God never gives you more than you can handle, but I gotta tell ya: Right now I’m pretty sure I’m reaching my limit.

Good Morning!

And in case I don’t see you, Good Afternoon Good Evening and Good Night!
It’s 5:00 AM, and poor Kevin has now been awakened by yours truly, and the hound from hell. I have been up all night coughing, and just as I was about to fall asleep, Abby decided to start panting. A lot. A whole lot. So I get up to let her out, and no sooner am I about to drift off to dreamland then she starts up again. What follows is a 20 minute ordeal to get her un-stuck from under the bed. By this time, it is storming pretty badly and it is 4:50 in the AM. So now we’re both up. I guess this just means we’ll take a long nap later.

And This Is The Thought Got Me Through Today

The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love, and be loved in return.
Well, that thought and the fact that I sound like Yoda today, since last week’s head cold has moved south to my chest. It’s good to laugh at myself.

Um, Yeah

Kevin really needs to make more money so that I can be a stay-at-home wife. Seriously. I’m not kidding. If any of you know of a job that Kevin can do that will double his current salary, please for the love of God let me know. Feel free to email the job offers either to him or directly to me. Thanks for your support.

p.s. If you couldn’t already tell, I had a wretched day.

Ssshhhh! Seeeeping!

Thank goodness today was a rainy day. Since it’s the last day of my vacation, it was the perfect excuse to lounge around on the couch watching bad TV. Kevin just called and is on his way home early, so this puts an end to my laziness for the day, although I suspect it will continue in one form or another…. Naps on rainy afternoons are one of my very favorite things, and I’m so glad I got this last chance to relax!

Oh, Nose!

Poor Barry. At least Clay Aiken can always fill in for him.

Only One More Day

It’s sad but true: I only have one more day left of my extended vacation. I can’t even begin to fathom going back to work, since I already know how much has piled up since I’ve been gone. It could be worse, though: I could be her.

Could This Day Get Any Better?

So my friend Allen is back in town, and we decided that it was way past time to hang out. Tonight, we made pizza from scratch, we played Zelda, and we basically spent time catching up after a year apart. Now it’s time for beers all around and listening to the music of the 80’s. Hooray for nights like this!


I have foiled my inner procrastinator. I did in fact organize my closet today. I also–finally–re-attached the 10,000 cover plates for the electrical outlets and light switches that have been removed since we painted the bedroom. I also fixed dinner, did the dishes, and now there’s talk of baking some brownies for Kevin. Gratitude is an awesome motivational device.

Share A Little Love Today

I’d like to extend warm thoughts of healing to some friends who are going through a hard time right now. If you are reading this, please take a moment to say a little prayer of thanks for all the gifts you have in your life, and also (especially) for those who are facing their own quiet tragedies. I think it’s safe to say that there is enough bad news in the world right now, and it never hurt anybody to take a minute out of their day to center their thoughts on someone else. Let’s share a little love today, folks.

Yeah, It’s Kinda Like That

I knew it. Here it is, 11:50, and I have yet to do anything productive today. My mom just left for Germany, so there goes that particular diversion. Have fun, Mom! Luckily, I just got an email from a friend who’s back in town for the summer, so at least tomorrow will be taken care of. I think Kevin’s ADD is rubbing off on me, and I feel a constant need to be entertained. I used to be able to fulfill this requirement myself, but lately I’ve been extremely bored. True, it could be lots worse, but I’ve never done well with nothing concrete to do.




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