no time left to blog

I have so wanted lately to blog.

I went to visit my friend Cindy, and had tons of clever fodder. On to Jennie's, then to Tony and Missy's and back home again. So many things to note and comment. Then Ellie started changing - crawling, teething. The weather started changing, thus more lake walking. I started spending more time with Jess and her daughter Emily. A playgroup was created, new people to mock.

I mean really, it's frustrating. There's so much to say and so little time to say it. There's no point blogging retroactively. But all that good information...LOST.

Sigh.

It would be a waste to blog on why there is no time to blog.
But that's another prevalent theme.

So I'm just going to dump out what I wanted to blog about.

THINGS I'VE WANTED TO BLOG ABOUT BUT CANNOT
1. My friend Cindy and her ability to be incredibly concise in all communications yet neglected, in her detailed directions, to mention that the Dunkin Donuts I was searching for was not only on the left then take a left to get back to Rt 6...but actually NEXT to the hugest supermarket EVER. Good landmark that. Note to Cindy to mock her later.

2. The bimbo in the bar who stated, in utter and absolute seriousness to Jennie and I , as to why she was canceling her chiropractic sessions..."I mean really, who has $250 dollars up front to pay for 10 doctors visits."
Um, I do. Jennie? Yep. Me too.

3. How good my manicure came out. Really. Looks nice.

4. The fact that my sister and my friend Kim are both successfully doing Weight Watchers. Honestly. I - HEART - WW. So, not jealous or competitive, but I need to do the same. If they can do it, working full time, with kids, and busy schedules - I should too. Which leads me to the story of my driving through DD to get a coffee roll (damn Anna) and ordering two, in separate bags, b/c I was so embarrassed to be ordering one at a drive up.

5. My basement. I'm still clearing it out but I love my My Tiny Virtual Yardsale site. http://my-tiny-virtual-yardsale.blogspot.com/

6. The fact that Ellie can say "Baby". I looked at Doug and said "But we never call her that, where does she hear it." In the end, we realized that she's repeating the punchline to a joke.

7. The irony fact that my husband and good college friend Craig have identical Crate & Barrel wine racks. Ours is being used to house our laundry detergent, Craig's for his children's mittens and soccer shoes.

8. That my almost contracted for babysitter decided to raise her rates 30%. Doug thought this would be a good time to teach her an Economics Lesson. It's called "Supply & Demand". We don't need her that much, she outpriced herself, we're giving her less work. Yeah Doug for being a hardass.

9. The fact that our state taxes have been done for 3 months and I had to file them the night of the 15th at the prepostage machine because Doug REFUSED to give the IRS the money and earlier. (We got back on Federal so don't worry Michelle...) I also called my mother because I saw a creepy man as I walked in and thought it best to be on the phone with someone. So I actually used a negative to make a positive. A Brownie point positive.

10. I nominated my mother and I for What Not to Wear. Likely NOT going to be a positive but what are ya gonna do, right?

11. I went to a baby shower - and wasn't jealous or anything! I thought I'd be upset b/c we never had one, because no one ever saw me pregnant...but instaed I was glad not to be in her shoes starting over.

12. I have a Ritz cracker problem. Seriously. Every week I make fish and every week Doug will eat it - ONLY if it has "toppings". So I used about 10 ritz crackers, with butter, and a little garlic powder. The problem is, I compulsively want the crackers. I'll crave them. I'll walk through the house jonesing for them. They are on my mind like an alcoholic with a sip of wine left in a glass. It provokes anxiety. I heart these crackers. I want them now in fact. So each week, after I make fish, I have to send the box to work with Doug. I can't imagine what it looks like under his desk. It's likely like looking in your fathers closet after he dies and finding 17 bottles of Brut that you were SURE were a good father's day gift. So - last night - I was driving back from making fish at my dads, I had crackers in the car. I actually thought to myself..."Hmm, I could open this sleeve and eat them all before I get home and no one would know." So I had to call my sister. She had to talk to me until the craving passed.

13. Ellie stood up, hung on to the dresser and started sucking onto the knob.