A Tech’s Wife

Holiday weekends make for crazy sleepless nights, add to that the best wedding ever in which every member of our family had a part and then take a look. I have two black eyes and I look rough, I haven’t showered since Saturday and I don’t know if I will today. The house is in worse shape than I am with walking room only, but I wouldn’t take any of it back. Wednesday night marked the start of the festivities with games and drinks and friends at our place.  Thanksgiving was an awesome day of 6000+ calories and I made some stellar cheesy potatoes. Friday the hubby and I got to go out for a friends 30th birthday. Stayed up too late and woke up too early on Saturday. The wedding was unique and beautiful and the reception was probably the best I’ve ever been to. There was music and karaoke and dancing, amazing food and cake and beer. Just wanted to share my weekend with everyone who missed it now sleep, or cleaning?

In a recent bad mood I had a small epiphany: There are only 3 ways any person can complain/critique another persons work otherwise they deserve to be junk punched Offering a simple suggestion for more efficient work is acceptable, simply stating flaws is not. 

1. Boss: the person complaining/critiquing is either the boss of the person doing to work or responsible for the person doing the work. A parent is responsible for the work their child does and can thereby critique it. Unpaid volunteers are a gray area and one should use caution. 

2. Paying Customer: If a person is paying for a service they have to right get their moneys worth, however if they pay $50.00 for a tummy tuck the adage “you get what you pay for” kicks in and they become fair game for the junk punch.

3. Small Child: If the child does not understand the concept of rudeness they simply get a very drawn out lecture about not saying anything if you can’t say something nice and possibly a chore of their own to help them understand.

If the person doing the complaining/critiquing is not either of these three things you have the right to ask them the following question “Are you saying you want to do this yourself?” If the person does not immediately turn and walk away they get the junk punch. 

As mentioned above this post came out of a bad mood a lot of hard work and 1 unpleasant comment

I have absolutely nothing to say, It has been a long time since my last blog and I just wanted to type something more than 140 characters The weather is beautiful and I just finished trying to get cancer (laying in the sun) the kids are napping, the next book in my series doesn’t come out till May and neither does the TV series based on the books. I have nothing to do and there is nothing on TV. maybe I’ll paint my nails

The boys hang out a lot together, they always manage to find some time for each other. We rarely get to hang out and when we do there are usually small children involved. I am not complaining, I think it is great that the guys find the time, and I love the kids. But, we need some grown up girl bonding time I propose we schedule a time (every other month) to hang out. We try to find a central location/activity and actually meet (not just talk about it :P) I think this could be really fun as long as we don’t get too carried away. The location/activity would be the most difficult thing to determine, depending on who wants to participate and everyones schedules. But I think we can make this work (every other month is pretty spaced out and we are all smart people) Comment if your in

I look at the Jonas Brothers/listen to their songs (my kids watch a lot of Disney) and think what could they possibly know about love/lust. Then I remember I started dating Jer when I was barely 15 and who am I to question their music/feelings. My freshman year of high school was a tumultuous time in my “love life”. I had four boyfriends in less than a year. Jer and I broke up twice due in great part to the “advice” of my friends. Eventually we decided to stop letting others dictate our actions, and our young romance did turn into something more substantial. Engaged while still a senior in high school, my parents must have been freaking out. I look back on this: from my point of view and think it was the natural course; from their point of view it had to be madness. This brings to mind my 4 and a half year old. Then begins my freaking out. What do I say in 10 years when she tells me she has met “the one” how do I explain that chances of her relationship lasting more than a month are slim to none. I need HELP! I figure 10 years should be enough time to figure out a fool proof logic that even a teenager can understand. I don’t want to discourage her from falling in love, just to prepare her from the inevitable heartbreak that will occur at least once in her life. I have NO credibility and so I need to borrow from others. Stupid Jonas Brothers making me think (what are the odds)

Thanks,

Lay

Back Story: I have a touch of what we call, road rage. When people don’t know how to drive and do stupid things I have an uncontrollable urge to let them know that. Usually this is screaming and waving my arms around like an idiot but occasionally it involves an inappropriate hand gesture. 

Today: I am going to pick up Jilli from pre-school and pull up to a stop sign I am going strait but there is a car a ways away with no blinker so I wait. The Jerk in the other car then slows down and turns left the I do my usual yell at the car and proceed on my way behind him. The car pulls on the e-way and drives the speed limit then slows down, then the speed limit, then slows down repeatedly, and because only one lane is plowed I can’t pass Captain Butt Hole. He proceeds to change lanes with out signaling as we reach the construction zone he slows to 45, there are no men working and a clear sign that says 60 mph, at this point I am infuriated and prepared to give my fellow driver the for-mentioned hand gesture. He exits the e-way and I turn as I pass him and who do my infuriated eyes see…

Guess

So there was some freak accident or moment of total stupidity(not on my part) that caused my previous posts to be lost forever. Luckily Jer was able to get this much up and running so that I can start posting again. I have missed blogging more than 140 characters at a time and look forward to many long drawn out rants:) However, as I am still sick from this stupid bug I am not going to spend much energy on it today. Still no job prospects and my interest in finding one is starting to wane. Kids are getting huge and have attitudes to match. I wasn’t expecting this much trouble from Jilli for at least another 6 or 7 years and Luke has reached his terrible twos long before his second birthday and of course now we have the dog to add to destruction of the already disheveled house ah well, such is life

Just getting this site back up after a long absence.