Ok so first things first, I need to thank everyone for putting up with my tirade yesterday. I know I am not supposed to post but I was in a full blown pity party at Old Mac Donalds Farm yesterday (here a crap there a crap everywhere a crap! crap!). Life was out to get me and all that other kind of BS. And I couldn't let that rest. I am not a gracious host to pity parties nor do I intend to spend a day of my life as the victim.
It turns out I was making a bigger deal than necessary out of things for no reason. I self-resolved the whole thing by looking at the calendar. It was Wednesay not Thursday as my freaking the hell out brain was saying. I had some grace time, you know time to procr-ASS-tinate :) That took some of the pressure off for 2-3 seconds.
I also noticed that I was in the starting grasps of a full blown migrane, the kind that reduces me to mumbling incoherent playdough and gives Mt. St. Helens a run for her money. It had been so long since one had flown down the tarmac that I completely failed to notice the pilot circling the cabeza. I did however manage to catch it in time. I got me some milk (serious I get crabby with out the dairy) chugged that liter like a beer bong pro and popped 3 Aleeve. Chez Tink we do not mess with the migrane; we show it immediate R-E-S-P-E-C-T. We pop the drugs like we were a former gymnast that subsisted on vitamin I (I for Ibuprofen); wait I was :)
And by 11pm last night I was doing much better! I even finished one of those stupid competency things and confirmed some one would lie about me having interpersonal skills (besides the ones I employ to tell people off) and say "yes I knew her when she managed the president of Botswana. She saved the world from a great dust mite plague and knew about our religions too." One down other two started. This WILL get done by Friday. And then I saw the nice comments and well even though my bank stateside faked me out saying everything would be fixed and now saying no it's not and freaking me the FUCK out, I send my eternal gratitude and thanks to you all. Cause I smiled for one itsy bitsy moment.
And now for the lightning round of Q and A:
Anna:My dear thank you so much for the offer, but the flat has nothing besides my DVD player to watch on and well without internet access I was too late. I am going to go look up the spin and see if there is any live stream of it online.
Polly- Plumbers... I could have done with out French Plumber's Crack to be honest. I am sure this will all be a funny story about 6 months from now. But to answer the real question. No I haven't gotten the book yet, loans don't get here for a while. It is ketchup and pasta time :) I as always agree with you though. Learning in person would be better, but I gots to get this sweater off to munchkin before she grows out of it! it is the 6-12 mo size and she is already a hearty 2 mo. Life is sometimes suboptimal :)
Froggy: You warmed the itty bitty bottom of my heart right there. Knitty buds really are the best. They hear you bitch and say I want to send you cheer!! Email me your addy and it is postie time for you!!
Adele- Pretty Wrappy Top is a pattern from none other than Phildar Tendances Automne 2004-2005. My version (probably the reason the thing is not done yet, is in French. But I believe you can get them in English if you google it I am sure you will fid a vendor)
La: I am SOOOO glad my capacity and proclivity to speak my mind and do so like a sailor brings you back. Trust me much to my mother's prim chagrin it hasn't gone anywhere in the past 15+ years. As for a button look at the top of the left column take it be nice and do let me know where it is homed.
And with that I am back to trying to clean up the rest of the messes o' plenty in my life. I can bitch as long as I am trying to fix it right??
Posted by Stinkerbell at October 14, 2004 04:16 PM | TrackBack