Posted by Blue Momma / 11:08 PM /
So the cord I ordered. The one for my sweet, sweet laptop. The cord that was coming from Chesterfield, VA, so it would be here really quickly.
Coming from Portland freaking Oregon!!!
I said freaking because I've exhausted my supply of the choicer expletives while dealing with this relic I'm currently typing on. Though I did manage one post and I guess if you're reading this I made it through another one.
I ran that disk cleanup thingy - for 5 hours- and I guess it helped. I figure I'll defrag it (sounds like it may need protection, doesn't it? Defrag? hehe) tonight while I'm sleeping and maybe it'll be done by the time I get home tomorrow.
Yes, by the time I get home. Because I, once again, am braving the world of the mother's day out. They've asked me to sub every day since the second week of the term. I'm figuring they must be reeeeeealy hard up for subs. Actually this morning when they called and I answered the phone "No." instead of "hello".
Three bathrooms. One roll of toilet paper. I had to go to Costco and MDO be damned!
Anyway, I'll be subbing in the big kids (ages 3 - 5) room tomorrow. Oh, so you are thinking no butts to wipe in that room, huh?
Nope. They have threes, fours and fives still pooping in diapers. And yes, I can complain because now I'm one of them.
The Potty Trained.
Well, actually I've been potty trained for about 37 years, but Punkin' is now one of them.
Except for today.
Pissed in his pants. Twice!!! He hasn't had that happen at home in who knows how long. He was trying to go by himself and I think he didn't want to stand on his little stool, as the toilets at the MDO are kid sized and he doesn't have to there. He's such a big boy!
I wanted to kill him, but he was trying to do the right thing, so I bit my tongue and cleaned it up and told him he was doing a good job and to keep trying. I guess I should have just been glad he didn't go in the carpet. Or on me.
Now if he had pissed on that damn cord eating rocker recliner? I might have bought him a cookie!
Anyway, back to the state of technology in Blue Momma's domain. I can't seem to pull up a blog - other than my own, go figure - without this damn thing crapping out on me. So I miss you guys! If anything really exciting is happening - and you read this post - and you feel sorry for me - because you're just nice like that - and you love run-on sentences with poor punctuation - just email me the details.
Because shitty as this thing is, it loves email.
And so do I!
at 11:08 PM | Labels: sarcasm