OK, is my life really that boring that I have nothing interesting to say for the last however many days? Don't answer that. Truth is, life keeps tumbling along. Minor things come up, but nothing worth a full blown rant. There's the picture I saw in Sunday's paper about an anti-war protest in NYC. The featured sign said something to the effect that Bush was more evil than bin Laden. And that's the problem with the whole "peace movement." If you want to be taken seriously, you have to move away from silly stuff like that. OK, I didn't vote for Bush (4 times, if you count the father and I actually had some modicum of respect for him), but I don't think he's sitting in the White House, twirling his black mustache and practicing his villainous laugh. He has made decisions I disagree with - period. What is gained by such exaggeration? Truthfully, it diminishes your argument against the guy. Whatever.
Other than that, my life had personified mundane. Spent Saturday pulling weeds - talk about an exercise in futility. I mean really, why bother? It took me all day to generate 3 bags of garbage and I didn't even finish all of the planting areas. By the time I get to the rest, the stuff I did this weekend will be disastrous again. I hate jobs that don't have a "done" to them. Did manage to exercise as well, which lead to being very tired on Sunday, when I had to take the younger rugrat to a birthday party. It was a swimming party - and trust me, this body is not ready for bathing suits. I was thrilled when I realized I wouldn't have to squeeze myself into a suit and settled down to watch her play with her friends. Then she decided the slide would be fun. Couple of problems: 1. I'm at the opposite end of the swimming pool from the slide; 2. The water in the slide area is 3.5 feet deep (about the same as the rugrat's height); and 3. She can't swim. So I go charging over to pull her from the slide pool, praying like crazy I don't have to jump in with my jeans (life guards, you say? yeah, right). Thankfully, there's a jet of water that pushes her to the side, and I reach over to pull her to safety. End of problem, right? No, she goes down the slide several more times. Yeah, I'm a good mom.
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LOL... what is one person's "dull" is another person's entertainment! I love hearing about your mom-ness and the kids! =) (Lucky you didn't have to put on the suit!)
And yeah, I'm totally with you on weeding... I loathe that so much, it's part of what reminds me that I'm glad I don't have a garden! =P~
Congrats on the great exercise and efforts last week! Keep up the good work... =)
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