I totally blame it on having to get up at 4:30 AM to clean up vomit.
Yes, you read right.
Wouldn't you think that since the only child I have in my home is 14, my vomit-cleaning days would be behind me?
I did. Thought that, I mean.
But NOOOOOOOOOOO. They are not.
I was awakened at 4:30 by that huge puppy heaving right next to me. Just heaving, but it was warning enough. I started yelling, "Get off the bed! Get off the bed!" and pushing her towards the edge of the bed. I think I finally had to use my feet to push her off.
As she jumped down she threw up. Right on top of the step ladder that I bought the other day so that she'd have an easier time getting into the bed. The same step ladder that she refuses to use.
When the chow hit the top of the ladder (the first step) it hit with such force that it then splashed all over that part of the room. Back on my bed, on my comforter, my bed skirt, my pillows, my night stand, my dresser ...... and of course, my carpet, which up until this point was the least-skankiest carpet in the house.
Sigh.
So I spent the better part of the next hour trying to clean up vomit. And putting stuff into the washer.
I guess I have a vomit-cleaning hangover.
Anyway, I digress from the reason for this post.
I wanted to share with you, my lovely readers who I know want to be up on the news of the world, some of the headlines out there this morning.
Here is the first, and in my opinion -- the best, headline. Justice -- even served cold -- is a beautiful thing.
Here's the next one. How come I never had a principal like that?!
And then there's this one. I'm a little afraid of the precedent that may be forthcoming.
And now .... the coup de grace. I don't know about you .... but I can sleep MUCH easier now, knowing that someone can get a tax break for spending at least 15 million dollars on a movie.
I just need to figure out how I can use this!!
OK, time for another cup of coffee and then SM training.
I'm still not awake yet. I wonder how this day will go? I wonder if I'll wake up? I wonder if I'll cry about something? I wonder if my jaw will not hurt? I wonder if I'll blow up the mail box when the next letter comes? I wonder if I'll get arrested after I blow it up? I wonder what I'd look like in a prison-orange jumpsuit? I wonder if it would be nice to have no control whatsoever for a while and no bills? I wonder if I'd get more tattoos while doing "time"? I wonder if I'd have to be someone's girlfriend? I wonder how long it would be before I got into a fight in the "yard"? I wonder if I'd get to play football like Burt Reynolds in "The Longest Yard"? Or have a matron like "Mama" in "Chicago"? I wonder if I'd have to wear black lingerie like the women in "Chicago"? I wonder if I would have to dance like them? I wonder if I'd get kicked out of prison because of how I'd look in black lingerie and how I'd look trying to dance like that? I wonder, wonder .... who -- who, wrote the Book of Love?
I wonder what my parents did to me to make me wonder this things?!!!
I wonder if it's just the vomit-hangover taking over?
Later, gators.
UPDATE:
I had a great day. I really enjoy the SM training and the people I'm getting to know. I know without a doubt that this is where I am supposed to be right now.
I had great food and great wine and great conversation with W and K while our kids played together tonight. Now I'm relaxing with K and our kids (and my pets) and watching "Iron Man" (I do so enjoy Robert Downey, Jr.).
Tonight, for right this moment, I am in a good place.
And I am thankful.
11 comments:
Sorry to hear of your vomiting feasco. Not something I like doing at all. Which I am sure neither do you. As for yesterdays post...very moving, I hurt for you so much and can only imagine how that must feel. I sometimes think what it would be like without Mike and have to stop because it hurts to just think about it. I love you J and hate that you have to go through this crap.
Now on a different note...VIVA LAS VEGAS!!!!! I am so glad that he (OJ) was convicted. I was just talking about it the other day and was wondering if he had been convicted or accuited. Hopefully he will have to spend the rest of his life in jail and become someones bee#@$!! And as for Fannie Mae...shame on them...a 90 year old woman???? What the heck was she supose to do once evicted?? But now that she has shot herself they are going to give it to her? WOW, I can see it now, everyone who is in forclouser will start shotting themselves and then what a big mess we will have huh. WOW!
I love you J. You mean so much to me and I hope and pray that you have a better day today and by the by...you wouldn't be able to pull off prison orange. OSU orange yes prison, uh not so much!
I don't know what would be worse to waking up to a dog that is vomiting all over ... or a friend of mine that woke up being covered in her dogs diarrhea. Dogs you just got to love them.
J, this may sound weird, but I so wish for you that I could be like Whoopi Goldberg in Ghost and let Jim overtake my body so that you could feel his touch once again. I told you it may sound weird. I'm really not, honestly, but just reading that made me think of that part in that movie and I wish I could do the same for you.
Is Gabby OK now? Huck vomits from time to time. Usually it is because he chewed on something he shouldn't have and swallowed it and then it makes him yuk but other times, I can't figure out why he did it at all! Let me know if she continues to be sick though. If she seems normal and eats her next meal with no problems, it is nothing to worry about.
Keeping you in my thoughts and prayers every. single. day.
Love, Melanie
Mel,
Awwwwww, thank you. That would be so totally awesome that I can't even think about it!! I can't believe I haven't even thought of that movie in that last 9 months! Thank you!
Gabby seems to be fine. Evidently she had eaten a lot of grass (gag me!) and she does put everything and anything in her mouth, so I'm guessing it was just something she ate that shouldn't have been eaten. She seems to feel fine and is eating normally.
Thanks, as always, for your prayers and thought .... and for being you.
:)
Crud...I JUST sold my pottery wheel yesterday! I would have totally let you borrow it:)
I think dogs actually eat grass to MAKE themselves throw up. Maybe she wasn't feeling well anyway and needed to fix it. Poor Gabby! Too bad she couldn't just TELL you that she needed to throw up!
I sure hope you're feeling better this evening. I love you tons!
Lis
Hey sis, so glad you had a good day. There's nothing like good food, wine and friends to end your day. I love you! So. Much! I hope you have an even better Sunday.
Good evening my darling daughter. Poor Gabby, but more importantly, poor you!! Not a good way to start your morning. YUK!
Ok, the last time I took the blame for your inability to express your feelings....I think this time I'll let it land on your Dad. (chuckle) It's his turn to step up to the plate, don't you think?!? Everything CAN'T be all my fault. LOL
But I do love how your mind works. You make me chuckle. I love you dearly. I'll see you in a couple of days. Don't eat my bread!
They should make alarm clocks that sound like dogs starting to yak!!
That would get me outta bed quick!!!
XOXO
Glad you had an o.k. day.
K in AK
Hmmmm...K, how about a dentist drill alarm??? Lol...I would NEVER go to sleep!
Lisanne
(J, glad you had a good day. I was worried about you...)
I know I'm a bit late but Misha was a girl.
Glad to hear you were in a good place today. We spent all day rearranging the living area AGAIN after we bought a new dinette set. I didn't do much pushing though so no worries.
Miss ya tons sis,
Little Bro
Glad to hear that Frank is not just retarded and that Gabby,too, can not get on the bed on her own. Frank is tall enough to stand next to the bed and rest his head on it but doesn't have to where-with-all to jump up on his own. He needs help. He is also too scared to jump down.
Sorry to hear about the vomit. That is the worst way to wake up. The worst.
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