well, not sex-type lovin'--don't get your hopes up.
(or anything else)
just rambling love.
i have my traditional saturday morning headache--
which is barely discernible from the sunday morning version...
but they are different.
different enough to rate separate names.
i've cycled through every computer in my house in the past 2 days,
and have landed on my kids'.
hubby took my laptop, to be replaced with a regular pc.
so i used his.
i managed to crash it like drunk 12 year old in a yugo.
now i'm using the boys' puter.
it freezes on occasion, and has to be rebooted.
i hate it when my computer genius husband isn't around to make it all better.
this keyboard blows.
i also hate it when one of my 4 year olds leaves the entire bottom half of his clothing in the bathroom after using it.
it's kinda cute--little bums peeking out under shirts, little legs...
i hate chasing them around the house trying to make them get dressed again.
i'm such a fucking doormat.
i always planned on being strict...
don't know what happened.
but i think i'll blame it on the fact that they're twins.
works for everything else, why not?
had a wonderful family dinner last night--
sushi, hibachi cooking, and great conversations.
then to the bar with Becky.
there was a band instead of karaoke, but it they were good.
some guy thought i was someone he knew--
asked me when i got my nose ring.
i looked at him funny and said, "march"
he looked back at me, funny.
then a few minutes later he came back over and explained that he thought i was someone else.
apparently i have more than one doppelganger (sp?)
this is not the first time i've been mistaken for someone else, close up.
i have a ton of stuff to do today.
so i think i'll read a few more blogs,
scratch my ass,
chat for a bit,
and then get started.
maybe i'll actually get moving.
and i have to pee, so that'll at least get me out of the chair...
can't guarantee i won't come right back, though.
i love procrastinating.