lj slacker guilt
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julival2yeah yeah. i never update. i suck. i have no good stories to tell. bleh. *Whinewhine*
i can reply my fingers off now and then (rightgreensapphire?) but i find it so hard to get the motivation to do an actual entry.
today i'm sick. i woke up at 5:30 AM with a sore throat. Why 5:30 AM? because i had to take the boys to the orthodontist for a periodic check to see if they have lost enough baby teeth yet to get their braces. we go back every year and let the man look in their mouths and tell us when to come back next. this time alec's time frame got moved up for a change. we go back in 6 months for the next check. he's down to 5 baby teeth left. rob still has another year at least. he's still hanging onto 10 baby teeth. but his are coming out sooner than alec's did. which i guess makes sense because his came in earlier than alec's did, too. i remember thinking alec was never going to get some of his teeth.
it wouldn't have been that crazy if he hadn't, considering that i never got four of my permanent teeth. two wisdom teeth and two bicuspids just never formed. i consider myself more highly evolved than most other homo sapiens sapiens because of it. *nods* the trend is to smaller mouths and less teeth. *chuckle*
but as i was saying, the appt was at 7:30 and i had to leave the house by 7 to beat the early school traffic and get there on time. i woke up to the alarm and pulled the covers over my head and swore at jeff for not turning it off. then i remembered that jeff wasn't there and i had to turn it off myself. heh.
jeff's in new jersey today. he left on sunday afternoon and was supposed to come back in time for a late dinner tonight. seems he's going to get back a little earlier, however. he embarrassed the shit out of me at work today (no, not literally :-P).
this week our little hairy sicilian-american from buffalo is in town to teach me some more fabulous ways to use the computer system before we upgrade to a new and better computer system next year and he gets to come back and teach us all how to use that. he's really computer obsessed. at one point, he was telling me how i could navigate around the system from something i was doing to get to another area where i could punch several buttons to get some units of measure converted for the other thing i was doing. it took me probably 12 keystrokes and 30 seconds to do what i could have done in about 6 key strokes and 6 seconds on the calculator on my desk next to the computer. i pointed this out to him, of course. *chuckle* but he's very easy going, so he laughed and agreed.
so anyway, (wait, i have to go check archives to see what pseudonym i gave him) (okay, so you didn't actually have to wait, but i did) valentino was sitting next to me at my desk, vigorously explaining all this new stuff and getting up every 20 minutes or so for a nicotine fix out in front of the store, and i was busily typing away at the computer and alternately jotting notes, trying to keep up with him...
my phone starts vibrating in my pocket and sending out the tiny tinny tune of the lone ranger.
"excuse me, that's my husband."
"no problem."
jeff and i have a short conversation about his flight schedule change - he's coming home on an earlier flight. he gives me the number and arrival time, asks a quick question about the kids' orthodontist visit and i wish him a good flight and tell him i'll see him later. hang up the phone, tuck it back into my pocket.
five minutes later, my phone vibrates me again and gives a couple of short beeps. i have a message! (remind me to tell you about the vibrating incident later. that was another day).
*embarrassed facial expression* "excuse me again."
"no problem! do you need some privacy? should i go outside?"
i'm thinking now that at the time he was just looking for an excuse to suck down another cig, but then i was just thinking that i wish i wouldn't keep getting interrupted in front of him. i could see that the message was a text one from jeff's cell.
"nono. this'll just take a sec - there must have been another change..."
so i'm pressing the tiny phone keys as fast as i can to get to the message and when it pops up i have to squint at it for a couple of seconds to figure out what it says. remember the guy is sitting right next to me. close enough that he can see the text if he wants to. i'm really hoping he didn't.
U R Hot ;)
i snatched the phone out of his direct line of sight and said "oh! maybe i did need some privacy after all!"
and then i turned the deepest shade of red that i can achieve.
valentino was highly amused. he said "well obviously he knows how to push your buttons! i like him and i don't even know him!"
heh. he is so whapped when he gets home.
my throat hurts *whine*
i can reply my fingers off now and then (right
greensapphire?) but i find it so hard to get the motivation to do an actual entry.today i'm sick. i woke up at 5:30 AM with a sore throat. Why 5:30 AM? because i had to take the boys to the orthodontist for a periodic check to see if they have lost enough baby teeth yet to get their braces. we go back every year and let the man look in their mouths and tell us when to come back next. this time alec's time frame got moved up for a change. we go back in 6 months for the next check. he's down to 5 baby teeth left. rob still has another year at least. he's still hanging onto 10 baby teeth. but his are coming out sooner than alec's did. which i guess makes sense because his came in earlier than alec's did, too. i remember thinking alec was never going to get some of his teeth.
it wouldn't have been that crazy if he hadn't, considering that i never got four of my permanent teeth. two wisdom teeth and two bicuspids just never formed. i consider myself more highly evolved than most other homo sapiens sapiens because of it. *nods* the trend is to smaller mouths and less teeth. *chuckle*
but as i was saying, the appt was at 7:30 and i had to leave the house by 7 to beat the early school traffic and get there on time. i woke up to the alarm and pulled the covers over my head and swore at jeff for not turning it off. then i remembered that jeff wasn't there and i had to turn it off myself. heh.
jeff's in new jersey today. he left on sunday afternoon and was supposed to come back in time for a late dinner tonight. seems he's going to get back a little earlier, however. he embarrassed the shit out of me at work today (no, not literally :-P).
this week our little hairy sicilian-american from buffalo is in town to teach me some more fabulous ways to use the computer system before we upgrade to a new and better computer system next year and he gets to come back and teach us all how to use that. he's really computer obsessed. at one point, he was telling me how i could navigate around the system from something i was doing to get to another area where i could punch several buttons to get some units of measure converted for the other thing i was doing. it took me probably 12 keystrokes and 30 seconds to do what i could have done in about 6 key strokes and 6 seconds on the calculator on my desk next to the computer. i pointed this out to him, of course. *chuckle* but he's very easy going, so he laughed and agreed.
so anyway, (wait, i have to go check archives to see what pseudonym i gave him) (okay, so you didn't actually have to wait, but i did) valentino was sitting next to me at my desk, vigorously explaining all this new stuff and getting up every 20 minutes or so for a nicotine fix out in front of the store, and i was busily typing away at the computer and alternately jotting notes, trying to keep up with him...
my phone starts vibrating in my pocket and sending out the tiny tinny tune of the lone ranger.
"excuse me, that's my husband."
"no problem."
jeff and i have a short conversation about his flight schedule change - he's coming home on an earlier flight. he gives me the number and arrival time, asks a quick question about the kids' orthodontist visit and i wish him a good flight and tell him i'll see him later. hang up the phone, tuck it back into my pocket.
five minutes later, my phone vibrates me again and gives a couple of short beeps. i have a message! (remind me to tell you about the vibrating incident later. that was another day).
*embarrassed facial expression* "excuse me again."
"no problem! do you need some privacy? should i go outside?"
i'm thinking now that at the time he was just looking for an excuse to suck down another cig, but then i was just thinking that i wish i wouldn't keep getting interrupted in front of him. i could see that the message was a text one from jeff's cell.
"nono. this'll just take a sec - there must have been another change..."
so i'm pressing the tiny phone keys as fast as i can to get to the message and when it pops up i have to squint at it for a couple of seconds to figure out what it says. remember the guy is sitting right next to me. close enough that he can see the text if he wants to. i'm really hoping he didn't.
U R Hot ;)
i snatched the phone out of his direct line of sight and said "oh! maybe i did need some privacy after all!"
and then i turned the deepest shade of red that i can achieve.
valentino was highly amused. he said "well obviously he knows how to push your buttons! i like him and i don't even know him!"
heh. he is so whapped when he gets home.
my throat hurts *whine*
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Date: 2004-03-11 04:39 pm (UTC)