No shots from the last two days' outfits because I stripped and napped immediately after getting home. You'll just have to trust they were good though.
Ronan's portraits are tomorrow. God I hope it goes okay. He's been so moody lately, I'm glad my mom will be there. Doing his laundry now so I can somehow decide what adorable outfit he's going to wear. I'm thinking the "I love music" tee with jeans and chucks. Just can't go wrong.
Friday, February 12, 2010
Random Thoughts from an All-Nighter
Yep, totally stayed up. No sleep. Hell, I'd be getting up in an hour. Studied a bit. Chatted online with the guy I'm going out with Saturday. My strangeness hasn't run him off yet, so that's one good sign.
Ronan's birthday has snuck up on me. I've had his party hats for over a month and I'm just putting them together. I still have to shop for the supplies to make the cupcakes, cookies and punch. Still have a week, but I'd better get in gear.
I've lost both tubes of my Soft Lips lip balm and I'm a mess. My lips are chapped and begging for moisture!
I need a trim. And I want to go back to being a red-head but this brown is so dark. I only went with the brown because I knew it would look okay and really not turn out weird on top of the platinum. But I miss red hair. The cool part about the dark brown is the shroud of mysterious darkness - oooo. But that's about it.
Ronan's birthday has snuck up on me. I've had his party hats for over a month and I'm just putting them together. I still have to shop for the supplies to make the cupcakes, cookies and punch. Still have a week, but I'd better get in gear.
I've lost both tubes of my Soft Lips lip balm and I'm a mess. My lips are chapped and begging for moisture!
I need a trim. And I want to go back to being a red-head but this brown is so dark. I only went with the brown because I knew it would look okay and really not turn out weird on top of the platinum. But I miss red hair. The cool part about the dark brown is the shroud of mysterious darkness - oooo. But that's about it.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
When you have a fight with your mother, it's bad. I didn't even imagine an argument would ensue. I explained my need for a babysitter and was told I was whining, didn't need to worry about going out, to stop looking for ways to stress myself out, that I treat her like shit lately (because she misjudged one comment I made last weekend), that I'm ungrateful, and she made it through being a single mom and being lonely and tired all the time. I didn't really think asking for ideas about a babysitter encouraged all that, but so be it.
She asked what was wrong with her babysitting, and I explained that I might want to hang out during a weeknight or something, and both my parents work, so it would be hard on them, that I couldn't ask them to do that. She said if you're so tired why are you worried about going out. Hello? Being around an infant all the time and having no adult interaction will, in itself, wear you out. Things that refresh me aren't the same things that refresh her.
So, then it was silly because all this was going on through text messaging because we were both at work. But I became so upset I was crying and couldn't get a hold of myself. I popped a couple Klonopin (I'm sure one would have sufficed) and within about 15 minutes was able to stay composed.
Nightmare.
She asked what was wrong with her babysitting, and I explained that I might want to hang out during a weeknight or something, and both my parents work, so it would be hard on them, that I couldn't ask them to do that. She said if you're so tired why are you worried about going out. Hello? Being around an infant all the time and having no adult interaction will, in itself, wear you out. Things that refresh me aren't the same things that refresh her.
So, then it was silly because all this was going on through text messaging because we were both at work. But I became so upset I was crying and couldn't get a hold of myself. I popped a couple Klonopin (I'm sure one would have sufficed) and within about 15 minutes was able to stay composed.
Nightmare.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Eating chocolate Cheerios right now.
Man, I am really lonely tonight. Sometimes it just hits me. Some people wonder, how could I be lonely with such an awesome little boy around? C'mon, guys, it's not the same. Anyone who has children and no romantic relationship knows what I'm talking about. I don't even know what it is I'm "missing." The companionship? The conversation? Feeling loved and needed? Maybe even affection, which I'm not a huge partaker of. But there is that saying, you don't know what you've got until it's gone.
So, I'm trying not to just sit here and feel sorry for myself. I'm working on the Binky Buddy website. Trying to get it organized to start pulling in sales again. Yes, it has to be a completely different product, but I'm actually going to specialize in several completely different products. I wish I knew how to cross-stitch, because personalization would be a great market too. Alas, my skills are limited.
Man, I am really lonely tonight. Sometimes it just hits me. Some people wonder, how could I be lonely with such an awesome little boy around? C'mon, guys, it's not the same. Anyone who has children and no romantic relationship knows what I'm talking about. I don't even know what it is I'm "missing." The companionship? The conversation? Feeling loved and needed? Maybe even affection, which I'm not a huge partaker of. But there is that saying, you don't know what you've got until it's gone.
So, I'm trying not to just sit here and feel sorry for myself. I'm working on the Binky Buddy website. Trying to get it organized to start pulling in sales again. Yes, it has to be a completely different product, but I'm actually going to specialize in several completely different products. I wish I knew how to cross-stitch, because personalization would be a great market too. Alas, my skills are limited.
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