Except that it was Winter break, I had no kids and I lost myself in I guess Middle Earth or wherever Game of Thrones takes place...
Seriously Game of thrones is freaking awesome. If you don't mind mindless and violent killing for reasons that may or may not make sense. Wow, i am a true product of my generation... Extreme voilence no longer makes me cringe...
As a matter of fact George R.R. Martin set the standard with like five deaths in the first five minutes and now if he goes more than twenty minutes without killing someone I start to see it as a soap opera. I don't like soap operas. It threw me off because in like ALL of the pictures, this really brutally hunky guy with long hair is sitting on the throne looking dangerous but the truth is he never sat on the throne and he kinda dies.
Was sick for New Years. My throat felt like it was on fire for like two days and still does occasionally. Had to cancel my dentist appointment because I woke up with a fever that morning. It was no bueno. I did some reading up on WebMd and think I may have just battled strep on my own which I might not have because I'm thinking that that infection, unchecked, spreads... Not sure but what else is WebMd for but the scare the living piss out of people and convince them that they have either battled through terrifying diseases or are about to die horribly from them?
I am hungry. I need to get up and go eat something but my butt is glued to the chair like I can't move if I want to. That makes absolutely no sense but you get it.
It's funny. Last Friday I looked at my friend Patty and said, Vacation needs to be over. I need my kids back. Saturday I sat in the house like ALL DAY because the ex was supposed to drop them off at my house and he was... busy all day and called me (after letting me sit at home for like seven hours waiting) to ask me if he could drop them off at church the next morning because he didn't know when he'd be home. I said fine and tucked in for another night of watching Game of Thrones.
Last night I had my three and my nieces over for dinner and it was freaking awesome! I had five kids in my house and no one cried, no one got mad, and no one got hurt. Everyone got fed... well everyone but me cause they eat like a horde of locusts... It was all good
This morning, however, the thought bounced into my brain that vacation was not NEARLY long enough and I needed another week to sleep. This is the problem with not having a regular job. My bed and i become way too friendly.
I would love more than anything for my bed and I to become overly friendly with another person but I digress...
So I think I am going to finish GoT and then go back to writing. I cannot concentrate on my story while I have the what if's from not finishing in my head. Why is that show so addicting.
Also I've been doing some thinking. I have one or two friends that I actually know that talk to me like they are holier than thou and should be in MENSA while my intelligence can't even put two sticks together and make fire and it pisses me off. Like seriously pisses me off. One of them is a guy, a cute guy.
When I was growing up, the way of thinking (which was drilled into me from an early early age) was if your boyfriend/fiance/husband/guy you like says something that is lame and makes you want to look at them like they have nine heads, you chuckle and let it go. If they talk to you like you couldn't tie a shoe if left to yourself. you let it go and maybe save it for later when you need a rage inspiring feeling. If they act like an ass, you let it go until you just can't anymore. Totally unhealthy I know Totally self degrading, I know but still how I was raised none the less and it's hard to break home training that's so long in the tooth. Do you know how hard it is to be raised that way and know that it's wrong so that every part of you wants to tell people who are talking to you like that it's pissing you off but your mouth remembers the home training? Like seriously every part of me is screaming "shut up you asshole" but my mouth.
I seriously think that one day my home training and they way I actually am deep inside are going to give me a heart attack. A big one. And I'm going to live through it but my home training is going to be shot to hell.
Sigh... I heated up a steak. Let me eat it quick so that I can go give my mom her car. For the next two days I won't have wheels and this suits me perfectly fine. I think I may play the sims.... or finish Game of Thrones. That show is incredibly hard to watch when you have kids in the house.
Stay Frosty!!
