what's doin today?

wow, having just come from runninmama.blogspot, i am loathe to post. there will be no comparing anything i could write here to the beautiful prose to which i was just treated. and yet, you cant stop the presses, and so here is an account in advance of my day.

currently the jules is alternately nursing and sleeping on me. luckily, i have freed my arm from under her head, making the posting of this blog considerably easier.

following this portion of the program, we will get dressed and drive down to 50 park row west where i will "get my training in" (training for what, you ask? that's just it...no one really knows! you're right; perhaps 'get my training in' is an odd choice of phrase), and julia will spend some time with her da. my workout, of course, will be on the level of those which elicit such poorly concealed scorn from our friend oncearunner. i am nevertheless proud of myself for making the modest effort.

following the vigorous if short-lived stint on the elliptical and the subsequent pilates, julia and i will head over to kohl's. while im not the world's biggest kohls fan, we have a $30 coupon there that requires no minimum purchase, and i am a fan of free money. ill probably buy more stuff for my little lady, but it might be wise to add to my tripartite collection of nice shirts that fit me.

sadly, post-kohl's, we are planless. mark has a morgan stanley dinner tonight. hurrah for him, boo for julia and me! not to mention, katie is setting off across the country dean moriarty style, so she won't be available to skype my solitude away.

before concluding, we cant forget to include a gripe of mine. after all, that is the purported purpose of the 130 diner! today, i lament the tendency of dogs to be interested in the nastiest of things. seriously, why does a dog want to eat underwear? what possesses them? aren't they embarrassed? bowski sometimes throws up while i'm nursing julia. when i get up to clean it up, it's not there, because he has eaten it back up. could you imagine!

competitive parenting

...sucks. it's so annoying when every little thing becomes a competition. like, 'susie cut a tooth today!'---'oh really? little jimmy cut 7 today!'. in the first place, it's usually a lie, and in the second place, WHO CARES?!? forreal. teeth poppin up has nothing to do with anything, so i have no idea why people compete about when they cut.

of course, it's even worse with real things. bottom line is, shut up and pay attention to your own kid. it's so awesome to know that katie and i have none of that competitive preggo/baby action, especially since we are competitive peeps otherwise.

how gross is rosie odonnell? i hate fat stupids.

whats up

so i cut bowbows hair the other day, and i didnt realize that i cut one ear and not the other. he looks crazy. i dont think ill fix it, it can be his new "thing".
i finished the tin drum today...finally! yahoo! twas very good. im boring betsy today. byebye.

tra la la

here we four are on a saturday morning-blogging, guitar heroing, napping, and butt-licking. i bet you can't guess who's who! ok maybe you can.

what annoys me today?

all week, i wait for my saturday maple frosted coffee roll from the dunk. this morning mark returns with the beautiful white bag with the pretty letters on it. excitedly, i open it up. queen retard over at DD had taken my precious donut and thrown it in frosting-side-down. how disappointing! i had to ease the donut out and even then a bunch of frosting was lost to the white bag. how hard is it to place my donut properly for no-fuss retrieval? i spose that's why she works at DD.

i really think tin drum will go down this weekend. im on page 440 out of 600 and i can whip it out. at least the majority of it. i will miss oscar matzerath/bronski (depending on which presumptive father you choose) and his crazy antics, but i suspect the book will not have a satisfying ending. it's too convoluted for that. we shall see though!

uh oh...here comes the maple frosting coma....