10 posts tagged “book”
Horribly Hideous:
Irregular Periods: I'm about 12 days late. Last time I was 12 days late, I didn't worry about it but it was also over a year ago and I wasn't having the amount of sex that I'm having now. I've had irregular periods my entire life... my uterus hates me.
Illnesses: I've been sick for the past week basically. Nothing to bad, just a cold. At one point it was a pretty bad cold, complete with low grade fever, chills and everything. Nothing I can't handle. I credit my mom for forcing me to go to school even when I felt like poo-on-toast for my ability to now put up with the worst colds. My boss on the other hand doesn't like me coughing all over everything and has sent me home early a few times. Which is cutting into my hours. Yuck.
Cheesy 80's songs stuck in my head.
Heavenly Happiness:
Clean Sheets: I FUCKING LOVE sleeping on a clean, fresh made bed. It's like heaven.
Failing pregnancy tests: 'Nuff Said. (Just incase.)
Completing To Do Lists: We have a white board in our kitchen and at some point I decided to start putting my To Do list on it. (At least all the kid appropriate things... though on several occasions I've wanted to write the Terrorist's name on it.) Since I've been using this board... I seem to get so much shit done. Like last night, I wrote my dad a 4 page letter without thinking about it. (I'm probably just being really motivated lately and using the board as an excuse why... but really who cares as long as I'm getting the shit done!)
Plug-in Sex Toys: Okay, to be honest I'm actually kind of scared by this one. The magic wand came via Ups yesterday but by the time it came I had already "enjoyed myself" and it was getting on in the day so I didn't test it out aside from a quick plug in/turn on to check out just how strong this suckah is. It's fucking strong. The T did the same thing when he got home from work, then informed me that he's going to tie me up and use it on me. :-) Wonder how much it costs to soundproof a room?
New Books: I ran to Powell's yesterday to get some new books and they were having a sale. I can't say no to a sale. I spent a bit more than intended but I'll be good in the book department for awhile...
This is what I got...
I'm seriously late.
Gotta go get ready for work. Have a GREAT day kids.
About a month or so ago I found myself in Target doing some Christmas Shopping.
Somehow I ended up in the book section. Now, as I'm sure you know, the book section of any department store kind or totally sucks (especially when there are great book stores such as Powell's only minutes away.)
This book caught my eye...
I don't know how the fuck it happened but somehow the book ended up in my basket.
The next day I started reading it. It completely absorbed me. It's kind of embarrassing how much this series has sucked me in. I've never been one for Vampire stuff but I fucking love these books.
I finished the first one fairly quickly, and told the 19 year old supervisor that I was reading it. She told me that I could borrow the others if I wanted. At that point I had no intention of reading anything past the first one so I thanked her for the offer... then 2 days later called her and asked her to leave book two "New Moon" at the coffee shop. Took me about 4 days to get through that one. I had the Terrorist pick up the 3rd book "Eclipse" on his way home from work one night. I started reading it when I got home from work that night and finished about 48 hours later.
Now... the last one..
Yesterday was good, and aside from a lecture from my dad including things such as... Me going back to school and Me writing to him more it was a fight free holiday. (Those are rare for me.)
The T and I woke up WAY too early, got coffee started, then woke Little T up. He got a boat load of stuff, including (but not limited to... a new computer, some clothes, transformers and books.) The Terrorist got me an awesome locket and I got him a shower curtain. We finished doing the gift thing, I made breakfast then The T had to leave for work. Shortly after Little T left for the grandparents house.
That's when the really Christmas joy began.
No, I'm totally lying.
I didn't really do much of anything exciting.
Talked to family/friends, watched some LOST, had some "Megan Time" (meaning I shaved, plucked, exfoliated & showered... not the other kind of "Megan Time")
Changed our shower curtain.
We had this one...
Anyway... this is our new shower curtain... (a Christmas Gift from me to the T)
Remember, my boyfriend is a total and complete geek. (I'm not a bad gift giver... he's just a geek :-) Though I will miss my Ducky shower curtain I have to admit there are some pretty cool things about this new shower curtain, like the fact that I can go pee and learn things. Like last night, as I was crawling back into bed after a post coital pee, I got all cuddled up to the T and asked him about Curium. Curium is one of the Elements that are at the bottom of the chart (in white) from what I remember from Chemistry, they're the more recently discovered elements. The names of them are quite often obviously named after things, such as Berkelium, Californium, Einsteinium. I couldn't figure out what Curium was named after, all I could think of was the spice and I had a feeling that wasn't the case. So, the Terrorist enlightened me. Curium is named after Madame Curie who is (from what I've skimmed over on Wikipedia) a pretty cool chick.
Plus the shower curtain allows a LOT more light into the bathroom from the little Tiny window above the shower
That was pretty much the gist of my day.
Oh yeah...
I made an AWESOME Christmas dinner. (Well actually I think the word used was "excellent" but... same diff.) It wasn't anything extremely extravagant (ham, mashed potatoes, veggies & garlic bread) but I made it myself and retained my title of "Good Cook."
I remember when Chris and I were together, on a few different occasions we'd be cooking stuff together and he'd make some comment how he was teaching me to cook so I could cook for my future husband, or something to that effect. It would fucking piss me off when he made these comments. Now, 2-3 years down the road, I can't help but giggle because he was basically right, granted the semantics are a bit off, but the basic idea is correct.
Little T goes to his grandparents this weekend. I don't have to work at all this weekend. Well, the coffee shop tried to call me in, which was tempting for half a second because I lost so many hours at the beginning of this week, but Little T isn't going to be home and the T and I have a lot of sex to catch up on. Me going into work tonight would delay that and that's just not cool with me.
Now, I need to go make the kid lunch. Well, that is, if he ever gets out of the shower and tells me what he wants for lunch.
Christmas is out of the way, now the countdown begins...
11 days until my birthday!!
:-)
This has been an enlightening experience for me.
The first day, was terrifying.
Everything about it, getting up early, getting there a few minutes late, taking flack from the T about the lateness. Then when the Terrorist left... Oh, Jesus. That was the worst part.
The day, DRAGGED.
That was by far the worse day. Even though the next day he threw whiney fits up the wazoo. That first day sucked.
It's gotten a billion and ten times better since that first day.
Thank god.
What I've learned...
- Kid entertainment is weird these days... Bionicles. What the hell is that shit? Some of the Cartoon Network Cartoons are okay but Yu-gi-oh and Pokemon are just fucking bizarre.
- Apparently the Loch Ness monster is some old dinosaur that was frozen then reanimated. (Little T can give you a lot more details but personally I think it takes the mystery/excitement/adventure out of it.)
- I now know why stay at home mom's get freakishly happy at the end of summer. Don't get me wrong, He's a great kid and I love hanging out with him, but I miss having more than a day (or two) a week to myself. I look forward to the start of school, because I'll have more free time (and more job availability) and because he'll hopefully get a few friends.
- A good book will keep him quite for (almost) as long as a movie.
- Father and son can be amazingly similar even if kid didn't grow up around dad. (They are both SOOO literal!! Little T more so in ways such as.. "Wait a minute..." Then a minute later... "Megan, it's been a Minute!" Drives me nuts! The T isn't quite that bad but I'm sure it's just something he grew out of.)
- Kids can eat an amazing amount of food. (Well I don't know if it's all kids or just this one... but sweet jesus the boy can eat!!)
- This whole ordeal has given me some insight to my sister. She was 27 (my age) when her oldest was 9 (Little T's age). I don't know how she did it... especially with 2 kids!! Amazing.
Plan for the night... get home at a semi-reasonable time. Smoke. Maybe hang photos. Watch cheesy dance movie. Pass out... sleep for... as long as possible.
I'm fucking exhausted.
Not sure why though.
Had a nice leisurely morning with the Terrorist. Stayed in bed until 10am-ish then he played the video game that I got him for his birthday and I read the book I haven't been able to keep my nose out of. Eventually we both showered and headed out to Hillsboro so he could file for custody of Little T.
Court is tomorrow at 9am. Keep your fingers crossed!!
My plan tonight was to smoke a bowl and go to bed, but I forgot my stash in my car and even though my car is parked directly in front of the house... I'm too lazy to go get it. So I guess I'm just going to go to bed. I'm okay with that. Nate arrives in 10ish hours and I'd like to get up early enough to clean a bit before going to pick him up. Plus I told the T I'd be availble to be a phone witness should he need someone to be a character witness. On the off chance that that happens I don't want to be groggy in the head while on speaker phone to a courtroom full of people.
There are empty cans of Miller High Life around the house. Very weird. I haven't drank that shit since Chris and I first moved to PDX and you could get half pitchers for 2.50 at the Marathon.. it feels like eons ago. Nathan and I need to stop there and get a drink tomorrow.
Nate's on the phone. He's at the airport now. Very exciting.
I'm going to go pluck my eyebrows, talk to him then go to bed.
Nite nite.
Where did the music go?
Anyway.. Last night I had an objective. That objective was to tidy up my room (if only a bit) before I left for work today. I've got three hours until I should start getting ready. Hopefully I'll stop procrastinating soon. Hopefully.
I found the music. It was in my bag, but now it's in my head. And it's great.
The 19-year-old-supervisor is up to her old hi-jinks. I didn't get out of work until 12.20a last night. It wasn't busy enough for me to get out that late. She's a good kid, and I like working with her but her priorities are a little fucked up at times. There's no need to start dismantling and cleaning the sauce pumps at 930p. Even if she felt this was really necessary... fine, but let someone else actually clean them. She's OCD-ish and is WAY to fucking thorough (and slow) about it.
About 10 minutes after I realized that she wasn't going to kick it into high gear I got an unexpected drunk text from the Terrorist. It gave me warm fuzzy's, which I haven't had in awhile, so that mellowed me out a bit and kept me from killing the 19-year-old-supervisor.
I have cigarette/coffee mouth. I haven't been smoking though. That's weird. Oh, I have smoked a bit of pot but would that actually give me "cigarette" mouth? Weird.
Nathan is going to be here in 17 days. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I got home last night and the house was BEAUTIFUL!!! A big ol' Kudos to Shaz for cleaning. Granted it's an interesting cleaning method she uses, it still looks really good. Speaking of cleaning. I'm TOTALLY still procrastinating. It's 11.30a. I should go attack my room...
Maybe I'll get on that. Or maybe I'll read my book.
Speaking of which...
This is my current read.
It's AWESOME. So far it's covered, medical research, auto-safety and gun safety. A few different searches for the soul, decapitation, the legal definition of "death", grave robbing and a bunch of other shit. It's hilarious if somewhat morbid.
Okay I'm off to be productive.
In the past 24 hours....
Actually not much has happened.
I slept, finished my book, went to the janzen beach interview (it went medium to fair) met with a dude about a job in Alaska, currently contemplating said job, hung out with Chris, helped him move some of his shit back to my place, things aren't going well with the girlfriend which sucks. Made rubens. They were fucking good. I'm sleepy. It's early. Fuck... no it's not. When'd it get to be 1am?!?! Reefer is amazing like that.
I'm sleeping.
Night
I've picked up a few shifts at Pro.Com and when Jenna is feeling generous she leaves her laptop here for me to use. Like tonight. So not only do I get to watch Tv at work but now I get to surf, catch up on email, blog and do whatever online things I need/want to do. It's great really!
I've been reading a book about open sexual relationships. It's "A guide to infinite sexual possibilities."
How I came about this book is a bit of a long story but I have to say it's opening my eyes to a lot of things.
A few years ago I was in a relationship and was asked by my partner about swinging. Now, looking back, I don't think he was serious but then, at the time I thought he was. And I was heartbroken. How could he even suggest such a thing? I thought all these horrible things about myself because the guy I was with was thinking about what it would be like to have sex with someone else.
Now, I see that that's really not such a bad idea. And if I was so insecure at the time and if it was presented to me in a slightly different way I might have been game. Though... at that point in my life, probably not. But now... now I think I'd be open to the idea of an open relationship.
Granted, I'm sure there are down sides to it but I can't help but think it would solve a lot of issues that most couples face. You don't have to worry if your boyfriend is out fucking that hot girl he works with when you KNOW that's where he is. Have an emotional monogamy, physical non-monogamy kind of thing going on.
I think it could work... who knows?
Okay so that sounds a bit extreme but I bet I'll get a few random hits from the subject line. I'm in need of a todo list badly... So here I go.
1. Taxes
2. Get a box to mail books in
3. Mail books as soon as Christopher sends me address.
4. Finish going through paper stuff and making some sense of it.
5. Dance more with the idea of creating some sort of budget.
6. Get dip recipe from Jolene.
7. Make dip so I can use my new knife.
8. Get pens, bleach.
9. Do laundry. (Whites)
10. There was a lot more shit but I forgot it.
Dammit. I forgot half the shit I was going to put on the to do list. Oh well. I'm fucking tired. I'm going to bed.
Many years ago I, like many women hated this word. To me it was the worse thing you could call a woman. Then, thanks to my best friend Nathan and his vulgar mouth I became desensitized to it, it was just like any other 4-letter word. A few years after that I read a book that gave a brief history on the word, it, like so many other "bad" words didn't start out bad. It used to be a word of power and respect for women, I want it to be that again.
I'm reading a book on the history of the word cunt. Though I haven't gotten too far, I can tell it's going to be a good read.
Check it out...
I love to read. And I don't talk about what I read too often, so I think I'm going to start using Vox's nifty features and blog a little bit about them. (With pictures.)
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