Weird

I just had a conversation with my mom about lesbian sex. I need a week of intensive therapy now!

Recipe for a delicious weekend...

Got my diner food fix this morning at Bob and Edith's with Erin and Jeff. Veggie omelet...mmmm. Then off to Ikea for another dresser 'cause god damn it, we have too much clothing! Add a couple hours of Snood and wedding porn and my weekend will be complete.

Alcohol might make me better....

So the one bright spot in what is becoming an increasingly boring existence is that Chantelle came down this weekend and hung out for a while and we tentatively made plans to go to Philly for the Body Works exhibit. I wished she could have stayed longer. I haven't managed to do much of anything else this week except for some school work and some vacant staring at the television screen. I feel poor, bored, and depressed. I need someone to drink vodka with.

Calling all psychologists...

So I'm reading this book, Real Boys, about the emotional lives of boys for one of my classes and one of the main things it aruges is that boys have all these problems when they hit puberty as a result of a culture of masculinity that is basically poisonious to boys. Ok, fine. But the author keeps comparing his book to Reviving Ophelia and saying how much harder it is for boys, how Ophelia has already been revived. Why it's a competition is beyond me and I am not really sure why any of this is news. Wait, you mean that seemingly sweet children encounter all sorts of trouble when they become adolecents. Really? Who would have ever guessed that!

Librarian: a most dangerous profession

Josh took the cutest picture of Emerson ever!

Know what's not so cute though -- an angry homeless man yelling at the librarian and threatening to "smack her upside the head" before storming out in a haze of profanity. That was how my morning started. Ah, another typical day in your local library.

Damn that Michelle...

She comes to the city you live in and makes life all fun for a while and then leaves on some world adventure while you sit at home with nothing to do. It's cruel, I tell ya. Just cruel.

Poor Emerson

So this morning, Josh takes out the atomic hot sauce that my mom gave him and thinking it was the usual whimpy stuff she always buys him he pours it all over his eggs. A second later Josh (who's no spice whimp) is purple and gasping for breath. While he's drinking milk and stuffing bread down his throat I toss the eggs in the trash. Then my dumb puppy decides to get into the trash and eat some eggs. So he ends up puking up hot sauced egg all over and I end up spoon feeding him milk as he quakes in pain. Poor dog. I maintain Josh was trying to kill him.

Kitty Hat

Finally! I finished Erin's hat today since I was stuck in bed all day with a killer head cold. And Erin didn't think she'd get it till next winter. Next up... vintage ear warmers made with the left over black yarn. Yay!

Who stole all the sunshine?

So we returned from Miami and holy crap was that a long car ride. We couldn't have done it with better people but it was still too freakin' long. Next time, we fly. Miami was sunny and warm and I saw two set of cousins but I didn't manage to get any wedding related stuff done. I am going to have to fly back down in the next few months to find a DJ and florist. Both are elements of the wedding industry I think I could do without and simply go the DIY route but Mom rejected that idea. And since she's the one who will have to deal with my frenzied attempt to do everything myself, I decided to let her have the deciding vote.

On an entirely different note, the children's librarians made latkes for everyone at work today. Yet another reason why children's librarians rock. I came home smelling like grease. Josh thought I robbed a MacDoanlds.