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Thursday Night Growlies

It’s Thursday night and I’m in a growly mood. Our internet is down AGAIN, so who knows when I’ll be able to post this. That makes me growly. I like to have my calendar all filled up. I know, I know. It doesn’t make any difference at all, but I enjoy my status as a daily poster. I really need to call the cable company. We’ve been having problems all week and it is getting ridiculous. I’ve been unable to keep up with all my bloggy friends and am missing all sorts of action. Bah!

I haven’t been too distressed because I’ve found a new obsession: Jennifer Weiner novels. I’ve read the three she had out in paperback and am going to buy her hardback tomorrow. I love her voice. She’s hilarious and she understand exactly what it feels like to be a “larger woman” in a skinny world. She is the kind of writer I want to be, but I am too scared to take the risks she takes (a lot of her plot points just would not happen to an ordinary person). I just finished Little Earthquakes, a book about four mothers and their problems with motherhood and it is fantastic. If you want to have kids you really should read it. She captures the incredible desperation of new motherhood perfectly. She doesn’t deal with post partum depression at all, but all in all I’d say it’s the best book I’ve read about parenting even though it is a work of fiction and not meant to be a self-help book.

But I was telling you about the growlies.

I got a wonderful little letter in the mail today telling me that I had to return a questionnaire or face up to thirty days in jail. Guess I better not procrastinate on that!

You guessed it. Jury duty. Ugh.

I have not been summoned, but I have to fill out a form and send it in and then I will most likely be summoned. How am I supposed to do jury duty with a baby on my hip? I have no child care. I suppose it’s about time I figured out this whole baby sitter thing, but who is able to baby sit during the day? Maybe one of the mothers from my mom’s group would be willing to trade babysitting or just straight out earn some cash. I need to get my wisdom teeth pulled as well and really need a sitter on that day as well.

Speaking of my mom’s group, I need to give a shout out to Michelle, one of my new friends. She found my website and thinks I should tell everyone about Mosaic Minds. I’m glad it she who found it (Hi Michelle!) and not some of the other ladies. I really do like almost everyone in the group, but it is hard to expose my inner most thoughts to people I have to look in the eye. Weird, I know. Anyway, we had a great walk and talk today, even though we were at the goose infested lake and spent the majority of our walk dodging goose poop. Doesn’t that sound like a great concept for a new video game? Not quite as good as my “walk the dog” video game idea of old. Did I ever mention that here? Probably not since I came up with the idea when I was living with my mom the summer before I moved to Sweden. I used to walk her dog all the time and had to avoid the dangers of other dogs, cats, ice cream trucks and other things that caused Buddy to go nuts. I decided walking the dog is an adventure that young kids should enjoy in the format of a video game. If only I knew how to make one. I’d be rich!

Hey! My internet is working! Better post this quick.


3 Responses to “Thursday Night Growlies”

  1. Mommyprof Says:

    Children under 5 requiring care is usually an automatic exemption. You still have to fill out the questionnaire.

  2. lainey Says:

    You too with the jury duty? There must be something in the water? Thanks for the author recommendation, I will check her out for my next book.

  3. Pigs Says:

    You will be exempt. That’s really why I’m having a baby. I’ve been called 5 times in the 3.5 years I’ve lived here. Now I will have an excuse. So there.
    And I LOVE Jennifer Weiner. She’s one of my favorite writers. Good in Bed is my favorite, but they’re all so good. Her latest one attempted a mystery, which I don’t think is her strength, but it was still fun to read.