Thursday 13 #28--the weak one.

I know I've had some lame TT's lately. Life has been so busy with actual life-type things! Here are Thirteen life type things from my life.

1. Little O had her first school photo taken today. Let me explain that I am in AWE of the women in my Mother-in-law's neighborhood. Their little girls have these laser guided parts, and silky smooth ponytails. They look like they belong in catalogs. My daughter, on the other hand (and the REAL proof that she IS my daughter in spite of her loathing for mashed potatoes) looks like she just fell out of the the tilt-a-whirl. Or maybe that I tried to put her hair into ponytails while ON the tilt-a-whirl. I may have been overly stressed this morning.

2. The honey started laughing as I pulled the third set of horribly askew ponytails out of her head this morning. Then he told me about his sister's school picture where her ponytails were totally screwy. He said that's why everyone loves school pictures, and if I get her hair perfect, it almost guarantees that she'll do the funky/cheesy/picture smile. Aw, that was just what I needed to hear. Then we agreed that I had somehow given her Nemo-like proportions (one big and healthy, one decidedly scrawny and non-functional) and we needed a fifth and final go at ponytails.

3. Because one childhood milestone wasn't enough, last night we went to the official meeting for future seventh graders and their parents. Ack. My firstborn is going into Junior High. I REMEMBER junior high. How did this happen? When did he stop wearing Pokemon T-shirts? What am I going to do with my encyclopedic knowledge of Pokemon types?

4. I saw my son sucessfully interacting with GIRLS. I tried to stay out of range so I didn't embarrass him, because again, I REMEMBER junior high. I'm not saying he was putting the moves on them (Thank you lord tiny baby Jesus), but, well, refer to the end of number three.

5. Kimmy wasn't at work and I was so horribly depressed, and it took me two days to realize WHY I was so absolutely wretched. Not that life is always peachy, but I am not really a depressed type person on a day-to-day basis. I looked and acted like death warmed over, to the point that people thought that I was sick, but once I recognized what my problem was, I could get OVER it, you know? Not that I'm over Kimmy abandoning us, but I can set it aside to be a functioning adult.

6. CRSE finally got my present, which seemed to take FOREVER. I began this theory about her thieving postal workers, but then it arrived and I had to resume my normal anna nicole and marketing blog conspiracies.

7. Thursday Thirteen was saved! Wait, I said Life-type things, huh? Screw it, blogging is a life-type thing at this point. I get a lot of free therapy via this little blog.

8. OOOh! Speaking of therapy, my work will pay for three marital-type counseling sessions for me, and then the Honey can have three as someone who is in my life, and so we get SIX session for free! I was dreading the costs, so this is a big ole plus.

9. Okay, back to blogging for a minute... Have you visited Dorkbloggers yet? It's so much fun to play, and have a place to revel in the dorkstacy. The Dorkabilities?

10. My best Jen is having a luau party for her daughter's birthday this weekend, and I am headed South to help. She just sent me an awesome photo of a snowy tree outside of her house, and I have to say, she'd better be right about the high sixties all weekend. Her husband bought us both grass skirts and coconut bras, and I have to laugh. Jen could pull it off. I, unfortunately, would look like I had some regrettable pasties on, and would terrify the children. Maybe with a few gallons of spray-tan I could look like a radioactive (cause you know I'd be orange) samoan matriarch.... Nah, I think I'll be better off using them as ear-muffs if the snow photo is any hint...

11. My parents are officially gypsies. I think they prefer that term to "homeless." They are out of thier little idyllic river retreat, and their new rental won't be available to them until May. They leave Friday for a three week adventure in Brazil, being hosted by their little exchange student's family. Several of their friends have offered them space until the new house is ready, but I can't imagine how uncomfortable it will be for them. Then again, I am the one who has issues using other people's showers, so maybe it won't be so bad for them. They are nothing if not practical.

12. Taxes. Must.File.Taxes.

13. Played Laser tag at a nephew's birthday party on Sunday. Well, they played laser tag, I played walking human target. I was beaten by seven year olds. Good fun, but hot sweaty work, when wearing a warm cozy sweater. Then one of the moms tried to scam me out of the better coupon (it expired later). In the words of Chuck aka IAI: Die mom-bots! I'll bet the mom-bot's daughter always has perfectly parted hair.

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