Sweet Catastrophe

Sunday I spent the afternoon at my mom’s, teaching her how to do stuff on the computer and stealing all her pictures and videos of Jesalyn. She and Roger took me to eat at Wong’s, which was an adventure in itself considering Roger isn’t a big fan of Chinese food. Plenty of laughs there. Mom’s fortune cookie was fortune-less. Then on to the fun! Jesalyn was really tired, but she was still the cutest little thing ever. Mom got some more clips on her digital camera, but since they’re all so short, I pieced them all together to make a little video. First there are clips of her drugged up on allergy meds–she can barely hold her head up, then there’s Christmas where she kept wanting to play with Drew but he didn’t like her squealing and drooling, after that is just her being cute in her walker, then my favorite clips–first we have her jumping like a bunny, she LOVES to jump, second to jumping though is sitting on your knee and rocking herself back and forth, but Sunday she starting acting all crazy and shaking her head with her mouth open. We think she was looking for something to chew, but she looks like a little baby shark having a conniption fit. She did it like 15 times and I finally got Mom to get it on camera. Finally, there’s me putting her to sleep. Ignore me, I didn’t know she was recording, she was supposed to be just taking pictures. (oh yeah, and ignore all the ridiculous sounds made by anyone to make her laugh…I dunno how to edit sound using windows movie maker) So here that is:

And you can look at all her adorable photos on Facebook

So SETC (Southeastern Theatre Conference) is this week so Ryan left for Atlanta last night. I think will be the longest we’ve been apart since we started dating. I couldn’t get off this weekend so I can’t head up until Sunday night. I was hoping to get up there Friday night to join some of the theatre partying, but I’ve got to work allll weekend, including a 7am Front End meeting on Sunday before I work a 9 hour shift and then drive the almost 4 hours to Atlanta. Monday we’re gonna drive up to the mountains and spend the day and then Tuesday and Wednesday we’ll just chill in Atl and come home Wednesday night. I’ll probably hang around town the rest of the week unless I can finagle some niece time in Douglas. I’m off through the weekend so St. Patty’s partying will be a must this year! I just ordered a shirt that says, “Irish I were drunk.” It should be here well before next Friday.

As for this week–the rest of the apartment complex should be cleared out by tomorrow since everyone else will be gone to SETC as well. I’d be the only one here if it weren’t for Andy and Josh who both decided not to go this year so I’m cooking for the 3 of us Thursday night. I think I’ll go buy a ham after work tonight to bake for tomorrow. That’ll be yummy.

I suppose that’s it.

Oh!! As for the subject/title today, look up the previews for Meet the Robinsons. You’ll laugh. A lot.

Well, seeing as it’s like 7am and I haven’t been asleep more than 20 minutes at any given time tonight, I might as well blog, eh? I’m freaking sick to my stomach, and have been since around midnight last night. Idk what the heck is wrong with me, but ‘it sucks’ is sort of an understatement right now. For the record, I can take a cold any day; sure, I may be miserable, but matters of the sinus-related territories are something I’m used to dealing with. Pain? I’ll take all you’ve got. I may complain, but really, I’ve got it covered, just sympathize with me and I’ll survive. But matters of the tummy? No. Sir. I’m a baby. I can’t stand nausea. Grumbly tummy, please no. I can sleep through anything but an upset stomach. I slept through a hurricane. Not only that, but I slept through the large portions of our old tin storage shed beating up against my window during said hurricane. My bed was even against that window. I’ve had my bed taken apart and moved—with me in it—without stirring. I went to sleep on a school bus once, coming home to south Ga from Chattanooga, Tennessee and woke up to find that not only had the window been down with rain pouring down on my head and drenching me for at least 30 minutes, but I had a space center button stuck a good inch into my thigh. All this, but sour my tummy and I can’t sleep a wink. Tonight has been particularly bad. Of course today is my one day off, and one day to get a significant amount of sleep so it’s only appropriate that my body won’t allow it. It’s starting to slack off some, but I’m worried that’s only because I’ve been sitting straight up for an hour. I’m really hoping it’ll be settled by the time Ryan leaves to work on the set, maybe then I can get some sleep and just be a lazy bum for most of the day. Yeah see, I’m not sure how many know this, but because Jonathan didn’t want to go ahead and switch rooms with us (despite the fact that he’ll be moving soon anyway and despite the MANY generous offers we made on the subject of monthly bill or rent discounts), Ryan and I share a twin bed. Not even a normal twin bed, but a futon mattress which isn’t quite as wide as a twin. Mmhmmmm. For the most part, it works out quite fine, which is beyond me, but it means in-sleep injuries from someone moving around (I’m usually on the losing end of that one…)and it turns even the slightest restless night into an impossible mission to catch 13 winks–40 is absolutely out of the question. So while I always prefer to sleep with him next to me, sometimes that empty bed is a blessing.

Just a few thoughts I wanted to share:

When cars were first being made, when they started being more common, but right before they started using a lot of colors, how did you figure out which one was yours? I mean, it appears to me that there weren’t any really big variances for the most part, so it must’ve been a bitch to make sure you were about to drive off in the right vehicle!

When someone calls a ‘wrong number’ and reaches you, do you ever think about the possibility that maybe it wasn’t a ‘wrong number,’ maybe someone made up a random number to get some guy/girl to leave them alone…the thought never occurred to me until Saturday before lunch when some guy called my phone and sounded really confused and then disappointed when he realized I wasn’t Jennifer. I got a little laugh out of it though.

One more–I’m sure most people have had at least one recurring dream at some point in your life, but do you have any recurring themes? A lot of my unpleasant dreams have recurring themes. Never in my dream can I seem to run full speed when I’m trying to get away or get somewhere, and I somehow end up using my arms while I’m running to try and help pull myself along. Ape arms anyone? Then there’s the theme of me visiting my high school for some reason or another and either realizing, or already knowing that I didn’t really graduate because I missed some class or that I’m still not going to graduate because it’s well past midterms and I still haven’t been to one of my classes. I’m always still a college student in those dreams though. I know the reasoning behind that one though. I think I missed more days in high school than I actually went, and even now it’s a struggle to make myself go to class all the time. I just hate school. I’m so burnt out. And the last one I can think of right now is that my brakes never work right. Not that they’ve been cut or anything like that, but more like I’m pushing them all the way to the floor and the vehicle is only slowing down, not actually coming to a stop, and in my dream I always know that it’s because somehow, I’m not doing something right. It’s really odd. I know I have a lot of other recurring themes ’cause I’m an avid dreamer–I rarely have a dreamless night, but those are the ones that stuck out in my mind and made me think about it in the first place.

I’m debating breakfast before going back to bed. I’m really hungry but I don’t think I want to risk waking the savage beast in my stomach again…

I’ll post later about Spring Break plans, and this past Sunday with my 6 month old niece Jesalyn. I pulled together all the current clips from my mom’s camera and made a little youtube piece so I’ll post that for all to grin at.