Oh hey I remember this place

Life.  In a word; busy.

So lets recap a bit:

Lots of dental work.
Kids are both a little older.
I’m a little older and feel it.
It’s fall now.

I think I’m ready to retire.  Bring me my black socks and sandals and a house on the beach.  I want to sit back and eat soft serve while I watch rockets lift off from Kennedy Space Center.

On a serious note.  HAHA, serious note? Here?  At any rate, it’s a wonder I found the time to even make this meager addition to my blog.  It went from a “get stuff done” blog to a “it’ll get done when it damn well gets done” kind of blog.  Not a great way to go through life, eh?  Well, each day sort of feels like going through a car wash, sans car.  Getting pummeled and hosed down and by the time you’re done you want a drink and a nap.

I feel bad for our six year old though.  He’s at school all day long and guess what he gets to do when he gets home?  Homework!  EVERY. SINGLE. NIGHT.  Ok, not Friday sometimes.  Seriously, I don’t remember this much homework from that age.  So I’m either losing my mind OR they’re pushing too much crap on kids these days.   Overload warning?  I think we should have him knit socks on top of that too, ya know, to really make him earn his keep.  Well, his day is coming.  Once he’s able to crank and push a lawnmower, yes, I’ll set up a lounge chair outside and sip lemonade while my minions work for me.  Then I’ll take credit, of course.  Not to worry, I’ll pay with candy and donuts!

Anyway, I’m at work now so I should work.  I just thought while BLOGS were on the brain I’d visit my own.  Nice to see it’s still in one piece.  Ok, back at it.

IT’S FRIDAY!!111

Does anyone remember that song?  The 5 o’ clock whistle?  Back when DAVEFM was Z93 (R.I.P.) they did it every Friday at 5pm.  It wasn’t them originally though.  It had a long long running and I know nothing about the history of the song, actually, more of a medley.  I must find that song…  I had it on a CD at one point.  CURSES!

Last week we were all sick.  This week was recovery mode.  I had a tight knot in my stomach and still kinda do, for a couple of days.  I don’t feel stressed but I know that I am.  With regular work, family and side work, woo.  I’m even having to turn away sidework.  Oddly I don’t get much reward from sidework.  I get some extra $$ but it hardly seems worth it when I have to shew away my four year old.  I feel particularly bad when I do that.

The other night he asked me if I wanted to come upstairs and play Zelda with him.  That was the first time he’d ever exclusively asked me to do something with him.  I mean he’s asked me to do things but just the way he asked.  Instead of heading to the pit to work I went upstairs and played Zelda.  It was totally worth it.

L