Dumbass be my name

Posted on November 30, 2007

I’ve been try­ing to log on all damn day.  ALL.DAMN.DAY!!  I haven’t been able to peo­ple.  Do you have any idea how much of an inter­nets addict I am? Well do you?? Huh?? DO YOU????  I was break­ing out in a cold sweat.  It was get­ting pretty ugly there for a while. 

Luck­ily I’m all bet­ter now.  The sweet sweet juice of the inter­nets is flow­ing through my veins again. 

So how am I a Dumb-ass you ask.  Weeeeell it all started when my cord­less phone decided to shit the bed.  I’ve been run­ning madly up the stairs to the bed­room when­ever the phone rings.  Wal made a very good point when he asked why I didn’t just bring the corded phone down here.  Aaaaw grasshop­per you have a good idea.  So this morn­ing after run­ning madly up the stairs again I unplugged the phone and took it down stairs.  I get my a$$ all comfy on my chair and open up explorer.  nada.  hmm try it again.  nada.  hmm maybe I should reboot.  nada.  hmmm check my wire­less con­nec­tion.  nada.  REBOOT AGAIN.  NADA! NADA! NADA!  OOOH my god panic starts to set in.  I can’t con­nect to the inter­nets.   I make myself a cup of tea– because I’m Eng­lish enough now that a cup of tea makes EVERYTHING bet­ter.  Except it didn’t.  Still no internet.  I even put Squidge on the problem.

 Unfor­tu­nately she wasn’t able to get it working. 

HOURS later after writhing on the floor from my mas­sive inter­nets with­drawal I remem­ber that I had unplugged the phone.  I remem­ber unplug­ging a black cord as well.  I remem­ber won­der­ing what that was for and think­ing it was for the printer.  I FINALLY real­ize that it was for the wire­less modem thingy.  HA! LEY! LOU! YA!  So I run madly up the stairs and plug that puppy in.  I run madly down the stairs and try my inter­nets.  HA! LEY! LOU! YA!  So here I am peo­ple back on the inter­nets.  I’m feel­ing much bet­ter thank you for ask­ing.  Squidge feels bet­ter too.  A happy mummy makes a happy Squidge.





Bangin’ fringe

Posted on November 29, 2007

Squidge needed a trim, her bangs/fringe were a bit long.  I decided I could do it… hmmmm





OH.MY.GOD. Y’ALL!!

Posted on November 28, 2007

What a day and it’s not even half over! 

This morn­ing Squidge and I went to Head over Heels again.  We were sup­posed to meet Vic­to­ria and Byr­ney.  Unfor­tu­nately V had some sort of fender ben­der so she couldn’t make it.  We bumped into loads of peo­ple we knew.  Squidge had a great time. 

 

I on the other hand have aged 10 years.  I thought I lost her.  One minute she was by the giant slide in the big kids sec­tion and the next she was gone.  I looked and looked and looked for her and I couldn’t find her.  I crawled and shim­mied all over the damn place look­ing for her and I couldn’t find her.  I then went to the place where we usu­ally play and still couldn’t find her so I turned to Byr­ney and Andrea and burst into tears.  They knew I had been look­ing for her and when I said I still couldn’t find her and started cry­ing they jumped into action (cue action music)  Byr­ney who appar­ently knows my child bet­ter than I do made a bee-line for the cafe and in about 2 min­utes had found her.  Qui­etly, calmly sit­ting at some­ones table.  What was she doing?  Noth­ing, appar­ently.  Just sit­ting there.  OH.MY.GOD.Y’ALL!!  That was the worst feel­ing ever.  We played for a bit longer then decided that mama needed some food and we all headed out to McD’s. 

When I got home do you know what I found??  Come one any guesses??  Ooh I know that you know what I found.  I’ll wait while you think.……

 dooo doo

deeee deee doooo

duuum deeedy duuuum

ditty ditty

so did you guess correctly??

Can you freak­ing believe it?!!?!  It’s like some sort of sick joke.  Are they read­ing this blog and just f&%king with me?  I called the traf­fic police again and I also called the coun­cil.  AAaargh!  I know noth­ing is going to hap­pen but I just want them to have a record of this on file.   I’m think­ing they don’t know it’s a prob­lem because no one ever calls.  Well I’M call­ing!!  Grrr!!  So an old cou­ple got in the car before the police got there.  I opened the door and said ‘I’d appre­ci­ate it if you wouldn’t park there in the future as you’re block­ing my drive’.  to which the old lady apol­o­gized. I was too pissed off to be nice and just told her I was sure she was sorry and just closed the door.  I didn’t shout.  I didn’t slam the door.  I didn’t do all the hugely vio­lent things I wanted to do.  So I’m get­ting really tired of post­ing about this but I do want to put out  a chal­lenge.  “You Know Who” and Vic got me think­ing… I should put a let­ter on their windshield/screen.  Soo kindly peo­ple of blo­goshere help me write this let­ter.  I’d like to be sar­cas­tic and cut­ting with­out sound­ing rude and I don’t want to stoop to their level.  I want to rip them a new a$$hole while sound­ing ooooh sooo very sweet.  SO go forth and sub­mit these let­ters.  A prize will be given for the one used.  you can send it to me at lindylala[at]gmail[dot]com





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