Irritants and annoyances

Yes, this is a rant. So what. You don’t have to read it.

Today, I went grocery shopping. I hate shopping but I do it anyway. I bought most of everything on my list except toilet paper because everyone’s out again.

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2020 can shove it

I rarely wear jeans. I used to as an 80s teenager because that’s what teenagers in the 80s wore, but nowadays? Nah.

I especially don’t wear jeans while committed to the house like some common criminal on house arrest during this endless covid-fiasco. I usually wear tights or yoga pants, something comfortable and easy and, you know…stretchy. Continue reading “2020 can shove it”

Friday thoughts – struggling

Depression is a stupid, evil thing, isn’t it.

I need to find a way to push it away, far away. I wish I could stay in bed and do nothing for the next week.

But…life, and all that. Blah.

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Youth sports, school, and a short story update

Yesterday I updated our calendar with the newly scheduled kids’ activities.

Despite the covid numbers rising in Toronto, youth sports is gearing up to get those kids back to the rink.

This is 🇨🇦 after all…

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Dramatic drama brought to you by puppy poop

Here’s the (not so) short version of what consumes my life at the moment:

Tucker at 10 weeks.

Also:

💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩💩

I slipped on the wet back porch, fell and landed in puppy poop this morning. He pooped on the deck, not on the grass. The deck is raised. We have to go down five steps to reach the lawn.

The maniac puppy can do this, navigate the steps. He does this every day a million times. IT’S NOT THE END OF THE FRICKIN’ WORLD.

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Beach day, puppy update, covidiocy and a little rant

This post is a jumble of loosely connected points from the past weekend. In includes a Beagle puppy update (part 1), a Beach Day summary (part 2), and some remarks about COVID and protocol (part 3). And then I round up the whole post with a little rant. #SorryNotSorry

Part 1

On the weekend my daughter finally got her puppy.

So what does this make me? The “real” mom? “Boss” mom? “Grandma”? 😂😭

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Fed up

Earlier today I texted a friend that I had a list and I was going to be productive and get things done. After all, it was raining, gloomy and cold; what better time to stay indoors and get some chores tackled?

My friend checked in with me a few hours later assuming, incorrectly, that I had accomplished at least some of the tasks.

He was, of course, wrong.

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The day the ceiling tried to crush me

Disclaimer: This post deteriorates from anecdotal to ranty. Sorry not sorry.

When I was 18 my dentist said I needed to have my wisdom teeth pulled.

So I went and the orthodontist pulled them.

He sent me home with a script for codeine, and my mom tucked me into bed to sleep it off.

When I woke up, I felt a momentary flash of panic.

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