Week In Review
Disclaimer: Ok, I am new to the blogging world, and I live in constant terror of stealing someone's idea/post/husband. So, let me just say upfront that today's post was inspired by Wendi Aarons' hysterical Highlights of Last Week post. She doesn't know that I'm linking her, so I'll keep you posted (get it? POSTed? oh, don't tell me other bloggers have made this joke!) if there is any litigation. But I mean how could there be, she starts her week on a Monday and I start mine on Saturday. Like the Chosen.
Saturday:
I come to terms with the fact that my husband and I are televisionally incompatible when after watching America's Most Wanted he falls into a peaceful sleep and I stay up for the rest of the night counting the children, quadruple checking that all the doors/windows are locked and contemplating calling the hotline to report various neighbors with reward-fetching feature$.
Sunday:
Visit my husband's 200 year old aunt in the nursing home. Immediately upon returning home, I update my Living Will.
Monday:
Vacationing -with- us -for-July inlaws leave to go back home. Mother-in-law tells me that she made meatballs and told the kids that she was freezing a few and that if "mommy ever makes dinner that you don't like, you can request the meatballs." She tells me that she thinks it will be "fun" to see how long it will take them to ask for the meatballs. Apparently it takes twelve minutes as the kids announce their preference for dinner while having breakfast.
Tuesday
I have physical therapy for my TMJ. It's basically massage therapy, but saying "physical therapy" makes it sound more medicinal and necessary. The scented oils and soothing music are also strictly prescribed by the Surgeon General.
Wednesday
It is entirely possible that I have read too many BlogHer'08 recaps.
Thursday
Wake up to thunder, lightening and locust. Rejoice in the fact that it's husband's turn to take kids to camp in the inclement weather. As part of the rejoicing festivities, forget my umbrella and sport the Drowned Rat Look all day at work.
Friday
Plan to bring a dozen Dunkin' Donuts to the office as a way of apologizing to co-workers for my unpleasant personality throughout the week. Wonder if I will get the same donut lady who sold me the dozen last Friday and asked me whether the twelve donuts were "to stay or do go?". Fume that one week later, I still do not have a good retort. Vow to come back every week until I have a good comeback to that. Devote life to coming up with comeback.
Saturday:
I come to terms with the fact that my husband and I are televisionally incompatible when after watching America's Most Wanted he falls into a peaceful sleep and I stay up for the rest of the night counting the children, quadruple checking that all the doors/windows are locked and contemplating calling the hotline to report various neighbors with reward-fetching feature$.
Sunday:
Visit my husband's 200 year old aunt in the nursing home. Immediately upon returning home, I update my Living Will.
Monday:
Vacationing -with- us -for-July inlaws leave to go back home. Mother-in-law tells me that she made meatballs and told the kids that she was freezing a few and that if "mommy ever makes dinner that you don't like, you can request the meatballs." She tells me that she thinks it will be "fun" to see how long it will take them to ask for the meatballs. Apparently it takes twelve minutes as the kids announce their preference for dinner while having breakfast.
Tuesday
I have physical therapy for my TMJ. It's basically massage therapy, but saying "physical therapy" makes it sound more medicinal and necessary. The scented oils and soothing music are also strictly prescribed by the Surgeon General.
Wednesday
It is entirely possible that I have read too many BlogHer'08 recaps.
Thursday
Wake up to thunder, lightening and locust. Rejoice in the fact that it's husband's turn to take kids to camp in the inclement weather. As part of the rejoicing festivities, forget my umbrella and sport the Drowned Rat Look all day at work.
Friday
Plan to bring a dozen Dunkin' Donuts to the office as a way of apologizing to co-workers for my unpleasant personality throughout the week. Wonder if I will get the same donut lady who sold me the dozen last Friday and asked me whether the twelve donuts were "to stay or do go?". Fume that one week later, I still do not have a good retort. Vow to come back every week until I have a good comeback to that. Devote life to coming up with comeback.
posted by Marinka at
7:03 AM
8 Comments:
Monday was my favorite. and Friday. and Saturday..
Ahhh Mother-in-Laws...don't you just love em? At least your's gets to go home somewhere further than five minutes away from you.
And um, the donut lady? She seriously asks if your order is for here or to go? Wow. I can't wait to hear a comeback!
Mother-in-laws are fantastic. Mine gave my husband a binder full of potential brides right before we got engaged. True story. She wasn't exactly thrilled about me marrying her son.
Nine years later it's all good though.
So it looks like I'll be interviewing you for the Great Interview experiment.
You just wrote my potential nightmare - "Vacationing -with- us -for-July inlaws". ARGGHHHH. Would. Have. To. Die.
I used to have a prescription for similar PT - yeah, an hour long massage of my lower back is always gonna be OK by me!
I've got nada for the donut lady. That defies retorts.
But, for the kids, if they ask for the meatballs, tell them they're getting them with gnocchi.
Thanks for checking out my new blog! It was exciting to get a comment from someone whose blog I love - like you are a celebrity or something.
That quote on my site is anonymous as far as I know, but maybe I should search the web to see if I should be crediting it to Lisa Kudrow.
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