blog, interrupted

well sort of...

today's original blog was interrupted due to the following three activities of the morning...

1. actually getting something into the mail that i promised to get into the mail...(albeit three days late) then wondering all the while why it took me so long, and seemed so difficult...and then realizing that my standing annual new year's resolution to become a *letter writer* would never come true...then i thought about dropping that resolution in favor of another more *do-able* one...but then i wondered if one could replace a resolution in the middle of the year, or do you have to wait until new year's rolls around again?...plus, i couldn't really come up with anything...which got me wondering why i couldn't come up with something that i could count on myself to do!...had to stop for a second cup of coffee after that...

time used 1.45 hours...this included searching for photos, locating an appropriate envelope, writing a note, and oddly enough trying to choose between two different kinds of stamps...both beautiful and full sheets to boot!...which got me wondering why in the world we had so many stamps...no one ever has stamps and we have two sheets!...then walking to the mail box and the cup of coffee...

2. worrying over my hair...this often threatens to be an all day process, but today it was largely confined to the morning...and now, well i suppose i'm over it only because it's nearly one in the afternoon and that means that in little over four hours time i can open an ice cold beer...i could do it earlier, but then i'd wonder if i didn't have bigger problems than worrying about when my hair is going to look less like johh travolta as vinnie barbarino and more like catherine zeta-jones as herself...

time used...@2 hours off and on...

3. finishing a book i started the other day...daughter's keeper by ayelet waldman...i just had to...and i was not disappointed, although a few bits and pieces of the plot were lacking proper development, it was a great read and i highly recommend it...

time used...2 hours...not including stopping to dry tears and blow my nose (the book made me cry) change a diaper, make lunch, and then try not to cry over spilled milk after it was dumped on me and my book...

and i'd like to stay here longer as it's rest-time for the boys and i thought i'd have the time...BUT the duke just now came down the stairs shouting "just coming downstairs to poop!" really loudly...of course that woke wingman up, who believes that the five minutes he's been asleep counts as a nap, and is now feeling rather refreshed and of course starving...

it's five o'clock somewhere, right?

x.

oh, and by the way my new new year's resolution is to start a blog...