Multi-Slacking Mamalicious

Cranked Up

2011-12-19T20:18:00.007-06:00

Are your kids totally cranked up about Christmas? Ours have been totally (mostly) chilled out up until tonight. Maybe they know that tomorrow is their last day of school before the break.

They are soaking up all of the holiday fun they can manage to get in. Saturday night we went to Polar Express, a free event at our local park. They had the merry-go-round going, train rides, and hot chocolate. I scored these headbands at The Dollar Tree, the second most terrifying place to go during the holiday season.

I'm already the embarassing mom, look at me... wearing dumb shit in public! These girls are totally going to roll their eyes in 3 years.

Last week at work, I decided I better submit a leave request for a few days since the girls are going to be on break. I don't normally take off during this time of year, mainly because I'm totally dysfunctional and I don't know how to be home with kids all day long. If they were babies and took naps, I'd totally love it. But I've never stayed home for any big stretch of time outside of maternity leave. We do vacations, but we're doing vacation stuff. And if the girls are sick, I stay at home and that's different too.

The company I work for won't let us carry over more than 80 hours of vacation time. I'll be home for the entire Christmas break. I am already concerned for our sanity. I keep thinking we'll be fine, we'll be fine, we'll be fine. But I'm not so sure. I don't want to be holed up in the house in PJ's the entire time.

I have spent some time today brainstorming of things to do, and now I'm kind of excited. We're going to go to the library for Christmas craft time. We will be visiting family. Each girl can have a sleep over and play date (NOT at the same time). Our fitness center has free swim daily, and we will do that a few times.

Perhaps I can bribe them into letting me take a nap at least once during the break!

Sleep is the Cousin of Death

2011-12-16T16:27:00.002-06:00

So I didn't sleep at all last night. I hate it when I know I have to be somewhere early and people are counting on me. It was like I didn't sleep at all. I must have, I had some really weird dreams.

I dreamed that I wasn't married to Daddylish, but we were still together and in a relationship. He was also in a relationship with another woman and they had a baby together. The baby wasn't a newborn, but was young enough that he was still being nursed by this baby momma.

What the most disturbing part of the dream was that he drank her breast milk and said that it was delicious.

I decided to consult the Internet, as every one knows it is the prime source for factual information. Especially when diagnosis physical or mental illness as I am prone to do. I have frequent recurring themes to my dreams, but this is a new one.

I wish I knew better than to harness the power of interwebz. Don't Google your dreams people, it's weird and upsetting!

August 2010

2011-12-14T16:26:00.004-06:00

Some blogs are dedicated to cooking. Some are about family, music, housekeeping, and other topics of the Functional World. I haven't decided what this is about anymore. I know I used to be funny and now I'm not.

My TMJ has basically subsided. Every so often I have a flare up of jaw pain and once in awhile I get a really bad headache. What bothers me most physically is fibromyalgia, which is a junky diagnosis that most doctors hesitate to give because it's not really real. There isn't anything a blood test or MRI that detects the center of my pain or the reason for it. It's just there.

I've been toying with the idea that maybe my blog is about living my life with pain that is there every day and how I manage to get through it. Or maybe it's a chance to say what is on my mind on the rare occasion there is something there. Whatever it turns out to be, I'm going to try to keep writing.

The Dysfunctional Mom

2011-12-13T21:47:00.003-06:00

During a recent trip to Walt Disney World with my family, I observed several different types of mom-styles.

There is a Functional Mom. She's really focused on her offspring. She wastes ZERO time in lala land (trying to tune the noise of her children by zoning out). The Functional Mom capitalizes on every opportunity as a moment to teach her children something. She probably has a Busy Bag in her Land's End monogrammed canvas tote. Or flash cards of multiplication tables that she's using to teach her 4 year old.

The Functional Mom has healthy snacks always. Gummy bears and a Diet Dr. Pepper would not ever suffice (that's the snack menu of the Mother of Dysfunction).

The Functional Mom is probably giving me the stink eye for my disorderly purse. I'm the Dysfunctional Mom. I'm using the time in the wait queue for The Haunted Mansion by feeding my kids a Coke and some Shock Tarts.

Functional Mom's clothing is always weather appropriate and pressed. Mine- no. I might have slept in my yoga pants (which have never even been to a yoga class).

This Dysfunctional Mom gets really happy when my kids are quiet and not asking me to play patty-cake with them. I'm glad when they play on my iPhone for 10 minutes.

Don't misunderstand, I love hugs from my kids. But I really hate being climbed on. It hurts. I didn't "wear" my babies when they were infants and I'm sure as hell not going to carry them around when their legs are long enough to touch the ground when I hold them.

Don't worry if you are totally Functional, Semi-Functional, or a Dysfunctional Disaster. Just be true to who you are and don't fake it!

PS- this is my first post since March. Forgive my disjointed post, I need lots more practice!

Fresh Post

2011-03-24T15:58:00.003-05:00

I'm not really sure how 'back' I am. I don't seem to have the good thoughts flowing in my head. Thoughts are in my head, for sure. They are also flowing. But the creativity seems to be blocked by pain in my jaw, work, parenting, keeping up with reality TV, Facebook, and Twitter.

Stress overwhelms me. I don't have many nights that I don't wake up in a panic attack. I've been talking (screaming) in my sleep. There are lots of reasons why. It's not that much fun to talk about. NOT talking about it helps me not focus on it, but I guess it still bubbles up and shoves through in my sleep. There are no peaceful nights inside of my head.

I'm thankful for a lot of things, too. Like the fact that my little momma's play together so nice. They love each other so much and it is fabulous. I'm thankful that they are able to wash their own hair. I'm thankful that I don't have to change a diaper or haul a big bag of baby supplies around. I love babies, but I'm thankful I don't have to have any more!

Still waiting for my brain to think happy thoughts...

Starting Over

2011-03-18T17:20:00.002-05:00

We're starting over here, people!

I can feel my brain start thinking again. It's a good thing. I think I go dormant in the winter. Like a frog or a turtle or something that burrows into the ground when it is cold outside. My spirit starts to wake back up when there are blooms on the Bradford Pear Trees.

It's a good sign!

Disclaimer: Christmas Is Not My Favorite

2010-12-24T08:05:00.003-06:00

Get this. The girl who doesn't like Christmas has had an awesome December! I don't remember when the last time was that I enjoyed planning for this big event. It has come with a little bit of self induced stress, but I didn't mind it.

Today is big cleaning day. I've shopped (and that wasn't much fun), organized, and planned. Now that all of that is done, it's time to clean and get on with the fun.

We have cookies to bake and memories to make!

Holidaze

2010-12-21T19:06:00.007-06:00

This December has been much more enjoyable than the past few. The Little Momma's are really into the Santa business. That makes it so much more fun. Tonight Little Little Momma and I went on a special dinner and shopping date. We had a gourmet meal at Burger King it was super delightful.

Sunday was the Multi Slacking Mama's family Christmas. It was fun. I got to hold, rock, and pat my baby cousin. Holding a baby makes all problems go away. I changed his diaper-- I have never changed a baby boy before. I remembered all of the lessons about keeping his 'mister' covered! No accidents!

Learned some great stuff in my therapy today. I had no idea I had such a painful August. Well, I knew I did but we really uncovered what it was all about.

We bipolar/depressed/ocd folks are very fortunate to have doctors, therapists, and medications to help us. I recall my grandmother having numerous nervous breakdowns. I didn't understand it. It was scary, sad, and worst of all... stigmatizing for her. Thank God I don't have to be labeled as mentally ill. I would surely be institutionalized right now.

I'm focusing on enjoying my LM's and the things that they are doing right now. They seem like such best friends. I am so fortunate to have two that get along so well. I love listening to them visit and play. It is so wonderful.

Time to light the fireplace and enjoy some quite time with Daddylicious and the goggies. I'm praying for sleep tonight.

Do Not Be Afraid

2010-01-08T21:24:00.004-06:00

Ghost Ridin' the Whip- even Grandma's can do it.

Here is the Urban Dictionary term: the act of putting ones ride in neutral, opening all doors, placing the volume dial on 10, and simply rollin'. One can actually take the process up a notch and actually exit his/her ride. Once outside, one can dance and flow to the beat.

This is a short video to demonstrate:

Some Lyrics for you:

when you get a new car [ uh huh uh huh ]
and ya feeling like a star [ ok ok ]
what you gon do [ what cha gon do, what cha gon do ]
GHOST RIDE IT
ghost ride cha whip

[Verse 2]
pull up hop out, all in one motion
dancing on the hood, while the car still rollin'
stuntin', shinin', flamboostin'
on one high, off that potion
windows downnn, feet out of it
damn that boy high, he out of it
thizzin' t grettin, and gridin
ice in his mouf, you know he big timin'
chevys, buicks, regals, and ribbys tho
first i seen ghost ride, was critty bo
goin' dumb, party like ditty do
mistah fab im the prince of the city hoe
ghost ride, ghost ride
get out the way, let casper drive
ghost ride, go crazy
who bay drivin? Patrick swayze!

So, we're Ghost Ridin' it AS.AP.

I'm counting down the daze until I can see my doctor. My jaw hurt all the way up my cheekbones today. NOT fun.

We did have a fun evening, although the BLM embarrassed the SHIT out of me. We went to her girlfriend's birthday party. Mom of the birthday girl asked me if I would paint nails. Of course, I love to paint nails and I'm always adding glittery bling bling to my collection!

I was painting nails and I heard a report that BLM was crying because there was nothing she wanted to do. LAWD... My KID!!!! There was nail painting, bracelet making, rock band, basketball, coloring, riding bikes (big indoor church gym). I wanted to melt into my chair, but some sweet momma went and got her going again and she was fine. Dude. Way to make the birthday girl feel special. I want to talk to her about it tomorrow, she needs to know that she could have made the birthday girl feel really bad about her special party. I can't do it to her tonight, I don't want her thinking I'm mad at her (she's very tender, so I have to approach things JUST the right way or I could really wound her spirit). But she need to know that saying those things are hurtful.

Other than that one thing, this evening was fun. I deserved it, too, because I worked my hiney off at work. I slept like crap last night with a toddler on top of me on the couch. I put the toddler back in the bed and she found me again. I put her on the cushy ottoman beside me, and she still ended up on top of me. I was an hour and a half late to work, and my pipes were frozen.

I need a nap tomorrow FOR SURE.

Video Production

2010-01-07T21:00:00.004-06:00

So here she is, in my driveway. My new whip. Yeah, it's not an Escalade or a Benz or anything else those kids on My Super Sweet Sixteen get. But it's mine and I love it.

As soon as the weather gets warmer than, say, 50... we're going to Ghost Ride the Whip. We have to practice our moves. Hopefully we have enough time to get our wardrobe picked out and
LEARN how to Ghost Ride It.

I went to Super Target today. I was looking for some funky tights for LLM as well as some leg warmers. The whole tights aisle was bare. There were NO leg warmers. For the record, LLM was angry with me today because she had to wear *gasp* pants. It was a whole 23 degrees here. No, they don't go play outside, but I can't let her wear dresses in this frigid weather. Instead I found some other cute things for both girls and purchased some Twinkies.

My jaw has been acting up again, so I'm going back to the doctor next week. Give me some Percs and the Jaw Spa, please! The Jaw Spa is a nice treatment with an ultrasound machine. It feels GREAT.

I also see the crazy doctor again next week. I'll be sure to share the awful story of the terrible experience that left me running for the door in tears. In the meantime, I'll know that the cure for depression is purchasing a new ride.

Work/Life Balance

2010-01-06T18:53:00.003-06:00

Number 1, I had a beer when I got home from work (no kids here, don't judge me). I also had a shot (ok 2) of Malibu Mango Rum. Again, I'm solo- so if you are judging me stop right there.

It is going to be really cold here tomorrow, and I'm going to share my outlook on when it is acceptable to go to work and when you should stay home. This may have been covered before, but it is worth a refresher.

1) No work on Monday. Everything sucks on Monday and you might as well just stay home.
2) Tuesday, go to work and be productive.
3) Wednesday, go to work and be productive.
4) Thursday, very close to the weekend so go to work and get as much done as you can.
5) Friday, this is another day that we should just go ahead and start our weekend. Who does stuff on Friday? I try to, but often it does not work out.

When you consider all of this, your Tuesday becomes your Monday. All we need is another Monday, so Tuesday- off work. Wednesday- get all of your work done. Thursday becomes your Friday so you might as well just take off because Thursday is your Friday.

The only appropriate work day would be Wednesday. Working on Wednesday is just fine.

But there is a caveat. If it is too cold out side- no working. Raining- it's just better to keep your ass inside. Maybe it's too windy. Everyone hates wind. Stay inside. If it's too nice outside- get outside and enjoy it, especially if it is spring, summer, fall, or winter.

I made that up myself, so don't go pawning that off as your own work/life balance. Be sure to give me full credit. My name is Holly. I have no love for the winter months. My hair is short and brown right now and I just ate a taco salad without the taco and the salad.

I Really Like

2010-01-04T20:09:00.003-06:00

Three year olds in footy PJ's. I sure think they are so cute, especially when they have long blonde hair that's sorta curly. It sure isn't all that cute when it comes and gets in my bed. Last night there were 4 of us in bed, plus a cat. DDL made his escape and slept on the sofa. I wasn't as smart and was kicked around for a few hours in about 3 inches of space.

Not tonight. I'm going to bed early, so at least there will be a few hours of solo bed time. If a kid comes to get in my bed, I'm going to say NO. That's a lie. The kid will probably get in bed with me, but if it starts kicking.... I'm leaving. It will probably chase me down and I'll end up with it on the couch on top of me. I'll be having dreams that I'm stuffed in a coffin (seriously, it has happened before).

The new car has a cozy place in the garage. I'm going to be wiping around on it a lot, making sure the tires are shiny and the inside is clean. I doubt I pick rocks out of the tread, I just don't have that kind of time, but I love it so much that if I did have that kind of time I might pick rocks out of the tread. It smells soooooo good. I love the MP3 player.

Work is starting to pick back up. By 3pm today I was hurtin' for my nap. I'm going to have to get some of that 5 hour energy crap or some red bull or some shit. Maybe I should ask BLM's teacher what kind of crack they give to her because she always seems so full of life after school.

Yes, it is 8-something. It's cold (and I have decided that if there is a hell, then hell is cold) and it's going to be colder tomorrow. Beans and cornbread are for dinner, we have a fireplace, and hopefully not much going on.

It's a....

2010-01-01T17:11:00.010-06:00

A 2010 Chevrolet Traverse is coming to live at our house tomorrow! The color is called Gold Mist. It's awesome because it seats 7, has a OnStar, XM, and a rear back up camera. I'm going to get the front windows tinted to match the back, and eventually a luggage rack for the top.

Now we have to start working on vanity plates. I think we can have 7 letters.

We had a Merry Christmas. The girls had a great time opening everything on Christmas Eve.

Took me two whole pictures to photo all of the gifts! Mimi and Papa were with us, so this is their gifting as well. We even had a white Christmas. I never appreciate it (I hate it, in fact). But I was happy for the girls that it did snow on Christmas.

Santa brought almost everything that was asked for, and my mom and I cooked breakfast for the family.

I've been OK, not OK, OK again, and then not OK. I believe I need to ask for an additional medication or a dose uppage. Or maybe it's the weather and I need to get in the tanning bed more.

Last night was NYE and I was in bed by 10. I had a migraine, and my medication made me loopy and groggy and incapable of hanging out. I was also feeling very hermit like (sadly normal for me these days).

Wal Mart

2009-12-08T20:49:00.002-06:00

I want to thank georgsecrets for coming back and hanging in. I want you to read, and I'm glad you are here. Don't think we haven't all had a moment where we needed to open mouth insert foot. Think of it never again!

I had a dreadful trip to Wal Mart to make. I was edged out before I got home but it was all OK. I was calm, the crowd wasn't all that bad, but it was cold. I can do without.

Happy Tuesday!

Pardon the Interruption Take II

2009-11-22T17:46:00.002-06:00

Please excuse my lack of words.

To be honest, I'm fighting a serious battle of depression. I'm at a loss for words. I'm just sort of here in my life right now. Fighting to manage to take care of kids, house, and work. The will to write has left.

I don't do anything I like to do anymore. Clean house- no. Clean sheets- no. Putting on my work clothes, slapping on make up and a happy face is more than too much for me.

Do not worry. Send positive thoughts or prayers my way. I'm in therapy, seeing my psychiatrist, and my doctor. They are trying to get me back to my functioning self.

I'm not going to lie. Things have been the worst they've ever been since I had PPD when LLM was born. It's a wonder I still have a job and it's a wonder that DDL is up to taking care of my unreasonable crying spells, lazy laying in bed, and just being a walking-dead-person.

Monday was rough. So bad that I went to the urgent care clinic at the urging of my therapist. I sat there in the waiting room, sobbing. Got to see the doctor and he wanted to draw my blood. UH?? WTF? When did a major episode of depression become detectable in the blood? I declined and he said I could talk to him if it would make me feel better. Yeah, Jack Ass. I just wasted 2 hours of my life and took up time that actual physically ILL people could have been in there. So I left.

Thursday I got an emergency appointment with my Psychiatrist. I was harassed in the waiting room by a crazy man. It was so bad that the doctor called me back in to see him and instructed me to walk straight outside. So that's what I did, bawling the whole time.

I have been given some new medication and I expect that it is going to take 3-4 (maybe more) weeks to kick in.

So pardon me for the lack of words and the inability to read or comment on anything.

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2009-11-02T18:48:00.001-06:00

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Crazy Little Little Momma

2009-10-20T20:38:00.002-05:00

The toot won't sleep without me. I've had one night solo in 2 weeks. If she goes to sleep in her bed, she gets in mine anywhere from 1-3am.

It's driving me crazy. She wakes me up to pat her or rock her, then she gets pissed off because I'm doing it wrong. I'm sorry, but I am not in proper back-patting mode when I'm sound asleep. What we need is an auto-back patter.

Right now she's gotten out of bed and made a bed on the couch next to me. She's wallering, getting up and down, making a bed of blankets... remaking a bed of blankets... getting her baby... getting off the couch getting on the couch. Kicking me, squirming, falling off the couch between the couch and the ottoman.

It's kinda cute but not really. Get in your BGB and stay there!

Four More Hours!

2009-10-10T05:30:00.003-05:00

I woke up at 5am, totally excited... butterflies in my tummy like I am the little girl going to Disney! I put my first 30 minutes to good use- changing sheets. Now I'm just waiting until a decent time when I can start making noise.

The big secret reveal is in 4 more hours. In 4 hours the girls will know they are headed to WDW! I can't believe I've kept this happy secret for so long.

My summer was so off with headaches and jaw trouble. I hope this sort-of makes up for what I missed with them. They are two precious hearts and this is going to be a fun week. I just hope LLM does not throw too many wild ass fits for not getting to ride certian things. We're not going to make a big deal of it, and we will take turns taking her somewhere that she can ride something else. It'll be OK.

I will update the big reveal when we get home!

Pre Vacation

2009-10-07T19:07:00.002-05:00

Had a rough mental work day. I came home, had a shot of crown and a Mich Ultra. I'm on a liquid pre vacation. The girls are at church, so that will be all of the liquid pre vacation until they get home and to bed. Honestly, thy that time I might be ready for bed once they go down. There is still homework to deal with.

I cleansed every toilet in the house. They needed it. I have in mind to clean this house for our dog sitter. She's coming tonight at 8:30 to visit and meet the girls.

In other news, my hairs are black and red. Very pretty. But I had to wear panty hose today and almost had a panic attack because of it. I can't do that to myself again. Why can't I wear cotton shorts and a tshirt? AH! Why?

These crazy girls are getting excited about the Great Wolf Lodge. Except LLM said she just wanted to go to Disney!

Amazingly Powerful, Yet Stupid

2009-10-05T19:18:00.002-05:00

I went to the doctor for the tinkle in the cup routine. I get a bladder infection before any big event, right? I know my body. I went for the tinkle, and the results were- all clear. My mind is very powerful... tricking me into thinking I had a bladder infection. Yet very very stupid. At least I DON'T have a bladder infection and I'm taking cranberry and drinking water like crazy. That won't hurt.

Also fun, I'm waking up around 2-4am with bad headaches. I have to get up out of bed, rummage around for my headache tricks and then try to go back and get under it. That's what I tell my brain- go to sleep and get under that headache so it will be gone by wake up time. My new bag of tricks includes an ice pack on my eyes and a towel rolled up under my neck.

The night I almost died of knifes stabbing right through my eyeballs with a terrible migraine, remember? That night I almost went to the ER, and I called in a desperate manner- they said to do that. It helped. I also put a cold wet washcloth on the back of my neck and on top of my rolled up towel with the ice pack on my eyes- and amazingly I didn't die. I lived to tell.

I have writers block and the start of another headache. I'm taking this body to tan.

Rainy Sunday

2009-10-04T16:02:00.003-05:00

It's raining- boring Sunday. So boring that my laundry is almost finished. Dogs are sleeping. Girls are busy watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.

Speaking of Willy Wonka, DDL has decided to go to the Mickey and Minnie Not So Scary Halloween Party as Johnny Depp as Willy Wonka. His costume is like this (he even has the hat and hair!) I'm excited he has decided to go.

I think people might think he's the Mad Hatter (I will be Alice), which is funny because Johnny Depp is playing the Mad Hatter in an upcoming movie of Alice in Wonderland.

Nothing good or fun or funny happening here except I'm cooking... which is weird.

It's Here!

2009-09-27T21:40:00.003-05:00

Low grade fever, coughing. I can't send BLM to school tomorrow and I have an important planning session tomorrow. I'm going to try out the sick child care center tomorrow. It is around $20 and the only kids are kid that are running low grade fever but not well enough to go to school. Sick sickies won't be there. They have RN's and LPN's watching the kids.

I think I can handle that.

We had a nice Grammy Grandpa visit today.

13 more days and I have clothes in bags, but not packed.

I'm ready to drag out suitcases so I can pack and unpack and repack!

Most of the girls outfits are matchingish. OK, matching. DDL does not dig the matchy girls, but that's the whole reason I had 2 girls. Here are a few samples. It's been so much fun for me!

I let the words WDW escape my mouth yesterday. BLM heard it, was excited, and was wanting to know when. We played it off like it would take a year to save up. She said, "Kinda like the Great Wolf Lodge?" Uh, yeah. Kinda like that sugar!

Friday, I've Waited Too Long

2009-09-25T06:28:00.003-05:00

^That says 2 weeks and 1 Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The count down is on.

Please to tell me more about shipping stuff. I'd like to ship our costumes for MMNSHP! Do I ship it to the hotel? Do I need to contact the hotel or my awesome travel agent?

Gotta get ready for work. I'm a rock star today- there will be pictures!

Can I Go to Bed Now?

2009-09-24T18:13:00.004-05:00

No. I cannot. DDL has a client that is opening a wine and dessert bar. Date night! I can't believe I've been awake since 2. It is surreal. I'm going to be wiped out.

Had a catastrophic start to the morning. BLM has a responsibility egg. They were to take care of their eggs and write stories about the activities they did with their egg. Wednesday was great.

This morning, not so much. Mini Me slept in BLM's room in a "sleeping bag" aka sock. Beverly darted into BLM's room this morning and ate Mini Me. There was a meltdown of astronomical proportions. It was super sad.

I thank you for the WDW suggestions. I put all of the Magic Hours on my blackberry, plus dining reservations, locations, and confirmation numbers.

I am a complete insomniac and have been for years. I didn't take my Ambien last night. I took a Unisom instead (same ingredient as Tylenol PM). Does nada for me. Tonight will be an Ambien night. I will love it. It will be delish and I can't wait for bath and bed time.

What Not To Do

2009-09-24T04:15:00.003-05:00

When you wake up at 2am, don't make a mental list of the things not to forget to do before you leave town the next day.

Just pretend you didn't wake up and go back to sleep.

If you don't, you'll start packing for Disney World in your head. I have packed our carry on's in my head. I can't forget to pack the bags with sleep attire and fresh undies. We won't arrive in Orlando until 9pm. We're taking the Magical Express, so we won't get our luggage until who knows when.

Do I need to pack next day clothing, too?

What if I forget which dining reservations are where and what time?

What if I forget to pack the MMNSCHP tickets? My costume! What if it isn't ironed? How will I pack BLM's Snow White hoop skirt?

Ok, I can't forget now that I've typed it out. But, it is 4am. Been awake since 2. Not looking like anymore sleep will happen tonight. LLM has been following me around since about 2:45. I got in bed with her. I patted her down, I rocked her. I couldn't sleep. I patted more. I got up. The dogs got up. LLM got back up. Dogs are snoring, LLM is on the couch. I'm annoyed with myself. I made a CD. I downloaded music. I got on facebook.

This sucks.