Queen of Rambles

This is my very favorite photo from the trip, which is kind of silly since it just shows the back of Erik’s head. At least you can see his strange brown locks. He spent hours running around that kitchen island, but the most fun was had when he was chasing my uncle Ray. It’s so weird that my uncle is fun and laid back and loves people yet his sister (my grandma) is the original Old Miss Sourpuss.

I have become addicted to writing to-do lists. I had no idea two shots of a drug could lead to a life-long addiction, but I wrote two lists before the trip and now I can’t stop plotting and planning all the things I must get done. I have so many things to do that I don’t know how I could ever hold down a job and run this household and mother my baby. I need to get to work on the lists and get the house cleaned up so I can quit being a grouch. I hate being a grouch but a messy house makes me cranky and I hate doing housework so I’m in a pickle. Mike, of course, does way more than his fair share around here and that makes me feel guilty on top of being cranky so I’m a real joy to be around right now.

Totte got a taste of my crankiness yesterday when he called. His number came up as unknown so I don’t know why I even answered the phone. I usually avoid calls from people I don’t know, but I was standing there and a ringing phone is compelling so I picked up the receiver and gave my grouchiest hello. In the past year I’ve become a terror to telemarketers, but I don’t mean to make my friends hate me. I thought the telemarketer had a new scheme because he asked me to guess who it was, so I became even more grouchy and was ready to read this freak the riot act until I figured it all out. Then I was nice. So Totte, sorry you had to deal with my “hate hate hate” attitude.

Tomorrow I am going to call the car rental company with my grouchy attitude and try to get some money refunded. I think they majorly overcharged us, but I doubt they’ll agree. I’m prepared to fight to the bitter end.

I’m also grouchy because I bought a Smile Saver membership at Sears several months ago so now I feel like I have to get portraits done at Sears to get my money out of the membership and I had a horrible experience there last time. I made an appointment for Thursday and am not looking forward to it. I’m going to be grouchy and demanding and walk out if they don’t start our picture taking process within 15 minutes of our appointment time.

I am also grouchy because I wanted to get two outfits for Erik’s portraits (birthday and Christmas) but there are no good toddler boy Christmas outfits anywhere. I want the cute little infant Christmassy stuff, not the ugly red argyle sweaters that toddling boys everywhere are forced to wear. Bah humbug. I went to the mall today and searched high and low for something appropriate. I finally got a couple of things at JC Penney’s so maybe it will all be ok. He’s so cute it really doesn’t matter, but I had a specific idea in mind and that idea just didn’t come to fruition.

And speaking of baby clothes. . .

Erik wore a Pooh shirt today. It was the first time he’s ever worn a piece of licensed character clothing. My mom bought him a bunch of Pooh clothes for his birthday and made me promise I’d let him wear them since she sees nothing wrong with paying money to wear an advertisement. Frankly, I’m just relieved they are Pooh and not sports. She knows I won’t dress him in sports clothes. He has a few and I have nothing against them, but when I open the drawer and see all the choices I just see so many cuter things and can’t bring myself to put on a stupid football shirt. Now that he’s in toddler clothes, though, my options for cute clothing have been all but eliminated so I guess I’m going to have to resign myself to the ugly.

I guess I better stop sharing my grump and try to go to sleep so I have less grump tomorrow. I’ve got my photo order placed so I think that will help the grump. I don’t know why I can’t rest until the vacation photo order is placed but I guess I’m a weirdo that way. Now I just need to let some other people know where they can order them from and send out a few e-mails about some other things and set up a WinkFlash photo book for my mom and maybe, just maybe, I can start to relax a little more.

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