12.13.2004

just another manic monday...

i feel like a lardass. i tried baking again on saturday. made another apple pie (thank god for those refrigerated crusts) and a chocolate cake. i kinda fucked it up. they were edible, at least.

fuck baking. stupid baking....

i've been swamped since i walked in the door this morning... and steve is out of town this week :(

it's not like he's far away or anything, but i still miss him. i'm too used to having him around, i guess. alone time is nice, but ... i dunno. *sigh* for some reason i miss him more than usual today.

maybe because work's sucking and i need a noon hug and kiss :(

last night i went to church with steve and his mom. it was the kid's christmas program.... it was so cute! for about 5 minutes. ya know, when your own kid's not involved and you're just watching a bunch of tone deaf, untalented kids putting on some skit, it's just not that interesting.

there was one boy who ... looked like he was a handful at home. just spazzing out all over the stage. and two of the girls looked like they watch too much britney at home. they're all shaking their hips and stuff... yeah... nothing like watching a bunch of 9 year olds shakin' their money makers.

what i thought was weird was, there were about 40 kids and only about 10 of them were boys. so many girls! in 10, 15 years, these girls are all going to be fighting each other for the affection of one of those boys. sad. like girls aren't catty and petty enough already.

i feel like eeyore today. guess it's another case of the monday blues.

good news, though... i'm not cooking xmas dinner anymore. i only wanted to do it to take a load off of steve's aunt. but i guess she's pretty set on doing it. woohoo! i just have to bring over one dish.

i think i will still have my family over on xmas eve, though. which will be nice because i won't have to make a turkey... oh, and we can now have kimchee on the dinner table, too :P hehe. mmmm, kimchee.... oh! and i can use my disposable dishes. hehehe.

so much pressure's off me now that his family won't be there. phew. i was really freaked out about the whole thing...

cripes. back to work for me :(

5 Comments:

Blogger Cindy-Lou said...

Looks like somebody has a case of the Mondays! Haha, doesn't that make you just want to smack me? Anyway, hope your tail doesn't fall off. Cheer up.

1:24 PM  
Blogger Jammie J. said...

I always figured the boys didn't like to participate in Christmas plays. For some reason, girls always love to get up in front of people and sing. Boys not so much. You're right, people always go "awwww" when the kids first start singing ... then I kind of tune them out if they sing of key. It's too painful for me to hear.

1:33 PM  
Blogger Oddgirl said...

Wow! I didn't know Steve was going out of town. Shit, since Michael's out of town too, we should have planned a girl cruise or something.

Paper plates=no dishwasher, which is probably a good thing considering your last run in with one. You should try to buy and make a turkey after the holidays. They will be cheap and if(which you won't) you fuck it up you can just throw it in the trash. That way when you have success with it(which I know you will), you won't stress out about it next year. You'll know you are the turkey temptress and have no fear!

Sorry about the Mondays. If your tail falls off I'll be over in a jiff to glue it back on.:)

3:00 PM  
Blogger grace said...

AB: i didn't know whether i should be offended or not. they'd better be 20 good names! :P

4:10 PM  
Blogger Cece Martinez said...

Oh boy. Cristian's program is on Thursday. I can't imagine going to a program just for the heck of it. All I care about is my kid's lines and thats it. He does a theater workshop every summer so he LOVES acting...plus he's a big ham. But anyway. They are SO BORING whenever he's not up there. Heh. Cuz obviously he is the most engaging performer they got. This year he is slated to be a monk. I have no idea what this program is about. He's just excited about dressing up like a monk. AND ONLY ONE LINE. I am surely going to die of boredom.

8:21 AM  

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