kerewin's whine cellar

What She Said

I know I promised a real, honest to god post but right now my head has a different plan and that plan involves bed. So, there is this thing I read days and days ago and totally agreed with and wanted to link up to here. So here it is, a few days late, and a dollar short, but in a nut shell something that fits me almost to a T*:

They’re cute, those babies. Their heads also smell really good. I think that, on some level, I will absolutely always want a baby, especially when I hold one and the urge to manufacture another as soon as possible consumes me like a fever. If you could time-share a baby, I would totally do that. (I request Tuesdays.) But one cannot sort of have a baby. One cannot sort of be a mother. If my baby timeshare involved a Baby Raising Team, let’s face it: I would want to be the Cute Outfits Person. Or maybe the Coochie Coochie Coo Person. I would most certainly not want to be the Feeding Person or the Vomit Person … or, God help me, the Poo Person. Did I mention that I need about ten hours of sleep a night or I want to die? Did I mention that if I do not get several hours of peaceful time a day, I feel as if my teeth are going to shatter and fall out of my head?

*Except that AmigaBoy hasn't had the magical V and he isn't likely to. Other than that, we aren't having any of those. However, we totally love and respect anyone else who wants one, or two, or you know.

Can You Stop This Internet Thing? I'm Dizzy

So we lost the internet and somehow work became this busy thing and now....now? Now there are about 50 blogs all with new content for me to read and over 400 new rss feeds on my news list (why do bad things keep happening?) and, and, and........

Yeah, so can you all just hold on for TWO SECONDS? Oh yeah, my birthday is next Monday and I have nothing planned. What happened to me? I hereby promise to post something more meaty tonight. If by tonight I mean before midnight, pacific time, and not necessarily before.

The Lazy Method

My headaches are much better, thank you. They seemed to go away on their own but Kel reminded me that I wasn't really drinking enough water. I don't usually just allow commenters to write anything for me, however, this comment made me snort water out of my nose when reading so I thought I would share:

random things that have helped my headaches:

1. saline drops
2. raising my computer terminal on books (4-6")to eye level
3. not talking to my mother*
4. keeping the humidity in the house above 40%
5. massaging sinuses
6. water
7. sleep

*Emphasis mine.

So, thanks Kel! You've put me in a new direction on my blog. I am just going to print people's comments, they seem to be funnier than mine. And yes, it is a beaded zebra, creepy, no?

Three Girls + Four Bottles of Wine + Two Scary Wedding Gifts

= Trouble

Oh My Head

I get headaches. I get them daily. Sinus, mostly, but really who knows what else (those back molars are out, I had eye tests done, had braces, each doctor said the fix would cure the daily pain, they were all wrong). I usually don't take anything for them, seems sort of pointless after awhile.

But some days you get that pinpoint headache. The one that makes you want to take a gun out and hurt other people. You are barely logical and super cranky. I've had this headache now three different times in four days. This pain makes me the kind of friend you want to hurt. So, everyone pray to the god of pain-go-away for AmigaBoy's sake. And yes, I took some fucking ibuprofen, it isn't working. I need something with a script this time.

Little Miss Sunshine

Sometimes family tears you down just to build you up again.

That is all I keep thinking as I watch Little Miss Sunshine over and over again. That and I want to marry the guy who wrote the main song from that movie. You know, except for being married (love you, honey!).

How funny is it that the video is directed by Dwayne Hoover?