I’ve had a few light, happy-go-lucky blog posts in my head, but haven’t written any of them because I’ve been moody (Steve can confirm that for anyone who needs confirmation). Last week was rough, and while I held it together at the time, after it was all resolved I melted down just a little bit. And rather than write blog posts that sounded like emo lyrics, I figured I’d wait it out. And now being moody has drained all of my energy to write full blog posts, so I’ll continue my tradition of stepping up once a month or so to write a bunch of half-formed thoughts.
On Twitter…
Mostly I like Twitter for the quippy battle of the wits that goes on between friends and family members, and for hearing every cute thing one of the children says since we don’t get to hear as much of it first-hand. But getting texted with the mundane details of the lives of people you don’t really know goes from exciting to weird really quickly.
Oh really, Mark Hoppus? You’re drinking apple juice? You woke up at 3:30 a.m.? You’re eating cheese?
And yes, I’ve been following Mark Hoppus on Twitter. You have something to say about it?
On having no follow through…
I think we’ve gotten better over the years at making the effort to at least start responsible things. We’ll put laundry in the washer, usually into the dryer within a reasonable period, but rarely does it end up folded and put away in any sort of timely fashion. We’ll grocery shop for healthy food, make a meal or two, and then end up right back at Chipotle. We’ll set the alarm for 5:40 and wake up at 7.
Now that we have a house again*, we have to learn to be better. But we also need to figure out rewards to bribe ourselves into doing it because apparently we’re both 8.
*Whatever that means this time.
On drawing the paranormal…
Last night on Paranormal State, they said the three emotions that draw paranormal activity are anger, fear, and regret. Since I’ve had my share of all of those in the last week, we are waiting to see which demon, poltergeist, or spirit will try to take advantage. Luckily, TV has prepared us for this moment.
Also, after breaking the no Paranormal State after dark rule, I didn’t sleep all that well last night. Although to be fair, I think I was still disturbed from flipping through Zombie Strippers! the night before.
On how Steve manages to put up with me…
Still not really sure how he does it, but I’m grateful. In less than a month we’ll have been married for 3 years, and together for almost 7. And of that time I’d say I’ve been annoyingly frustrating 98% of the time, decent life partner 2%. And so it makes perfect sense that he’s excited about my parents coming to live with us because he needs “backup.” I just hope he still finds my annoyingly frustrating secretly charming.
