Friday, December 7, 2007

Of asshats and little men

In this case, he's one and the same. The torturous two-year-old on a mission form his master, Legion, to destroy my sanity, one paltry braincell at a time. The only thing I want do do now is sit on the sofa, eat cheese curls and male Hershey's bars, and fondle yarn, and I think maybe I overdid the dose of my medication. However, little dude-person was hollering and screeching for a "ba" (we ran out of formula powder and thought we'd have a go at weaning him off the sauce) and it was nearing the breaking point for me. 'Boris' is off at work still, so he missed a lot of "quality time" with his spawn today. Lucky for me I keep Mommy's little helper handy, and while I can't feed it to him, I can eat all I want of them and then just giggle at his meltdown, from a fuzzy, happy corner of my brain. He, too, is now content with cheese curls, so I'll bid you adieu. I have to stagger over to the living room now. This heavily medicated post about nothing in particular was brought to you by the letter M, because Melly thinks I've been a lazy blogger. Perhaps she'll find a way for me to post from the shop tomorrow. I'm bringing the camera, Miss M... you just bring that big brain of yours, k? smooches to y'all. I can't feel my front teeth...

3 comments:

Marigold said...

Maybe we should get your little one, and my imp together. We've been trying to do the whole potty business...mommy is going out of her head! wait, no, that would be twice the mess, and twice the screaming. Scratch that idea. :)

Stephanie said...

I really really need some of what you have. Really. I am ready to pull my hair out by the end of the day. But usually knitting helps me unwind. Unless it's the devil and I have to redo it a zillion times...then I feel like it's out to get me as well. I've had a lot of that lately too. Ugh. Mail me some meds will ya?!?! LOL!

(PS. Could you send me your addy again and I'll send you a few bars of soap soon. I've got a bunch finished up so email me your addy!)

gaylen said...

Oh Cami - what a rough night. I'm not doing so well these days and my meds aren't nearly as good as yours. (Plus, frankly, I'm afeard to take them.)

Have a good night and productive shop day tomorrow. g