Random Thoughts

Grandpa’s birthday was St. Patrick’s Day. That’s how I remembered it so easily in a month filled with familial birthdays. My step father’s birthday was the 13th. I hate remembering that. But I do. This last weekend went by pretty uneventfully. Had myself a full on tantrum Friday night, even posted on twitter and sent messages directly to Ben ranting. Did I have a good reason? No, not really. It centered around food and I’d had too much to drink to be reasonable so instead I was an asshole. Woke up in the morning, feeling mortified at how angry I’d become. That’s me for you…throw food into the mix and if it’s not what I wanted I will either pout or rant. I need to stock up on snacks specifically for me I guess. So…I did something I’m not proud of. Ben was still sleeping, I saw that the messages I had sent didn’t say “read” so I deleted them from his iPod. Ha! He’d already read them but had chosen not to respond which was probably a good idea…of course later he was like…did you delete th...

I'm going to talk about poop. I really am. Don't read it if you don't want to. But I found this hilarious, so I had to share. Today, the urge came upon me and so I headed to the bathroom. First bathroom? Occupied, like usual. Second bathroom? Occupied, which was a little unusual. Third bathroom? The other stall was occupied, and once I sat down I realized that I could hear NOTHING from over there. Just tissue rolling to alert me SOMEONE was there. Which was when I became convinced they were trying to poop as well. They were waiting for me to finish peeing so they could poop. It could have been a poop off! Which is ridiculous and by that time I realized I did not even have to go anymore. I guess I have a problem pooping with someone else in the room. I shouldn't, as I do have a child, but it bothers me. So I gave up. About 20 minutes later it hits me again and I was like DAMMIT! I am going to poop. I went over to that first bathroom and two seconds before I got in view o...