Tagged: littlemisssunshine

21
Sep
2011

PAIN & PLEASURE

You know how when you hit your funny bone a good one, it radiates that spasm up and down your limb to the exclusion of every other sensory input possible in that moment? How you just have to stand statue-still, with your other hand clamped around the screaming bend in your arm, and WILL the pain to fan out from your fingertips? What would you do if it didn’t stop? For. Two. Whole. Weeks. I called our healthcare insurance company today and asked for an appointment with a naprapat which I wasn’t even sure of the definition of until about...

25
Feb
2011

BACKSPACE, DELETE

Have tried for 15 minutes now to think of something to write about that didn’t make me sad, mad or tired. Failed. Will try again tomorrow.

19
Feb
2011

SNAPPING POINT

Following on the philosophy of my last post about not saying anything if I don’t have anything good to say…the main thing taking up my brain space this week is the situation at work, and since I try not to write too much about work, especially when I’m not happy about it, I don’t want to step over my own boundaries, so let’s just say that every possible bad thing you could imagine about sitting in open landscaping? Doesn’t even come close to how bad it actually is right now. I’m far from the only unhappy one, but I swear...

26
Jan
2011

WE DON’T NEED YOUR STINKING MONEY!

It’s just been kinda sorta not exactly but almost one of those days: waking with a headache, slapping the snooze button in my sleep, getting up late, stressing at work, having my worst fears confirmed about the move to open landscaping (not even by a window), but hey! Barky looks FANTASTIC. Haa! I called yesterday to the sushi place that I picked for the AWC sushi night on Friday, to book a table. There were 20 people signed up. TWENTY people! That’s just crazy! I had tried to call the day before but they have opening/phone hours between 5 pm...

03
Oct
2010

ONE THING AFTER ANOTHER

UGH. I would like a weekend do-over, please. Except for the party I attended last night which was really fun and a huge success, this has not been a couple of days I’d like to keep. I’d rather hand them back in and get new ones, please. I’m the membership officer for the American Women’s Club and come September one of my responsibilities is to chase down membership fees for the new season and determine whether or not members are renewing. If they are, then I need to update their info in the printed directory, which I also handle (not...

15
Sep
2010

A SUDDEN & UNEXPECTED CLUTCH OUT OF THE DARKNESS*

hen I lived in my first apartment in downtown Chicago it was on the 3rd floor of an old brownstone with no elevator. We had a stairwell in the front with 2 apartments off each landing and a rickety wooden contraption on the backside that opened off our kitchen and led down to the laundry room and storage rooms in the basement as well as up to the roof access. It doubled as a fire escape but the landing was too small to use as a balcony. I lived there for a couple of years with various roommates: 2 friends...

28
Aug
2010

VERGE

One more week to get through without my husband…can I do it? This past week needs to be reeled up, stuffed into a time canister and shot to the moon: I never want to see it again. There WERE good things that happened in it, don’t get me wrong; it wasn’t ALL bad, but man alive! I feel like my brain is spinning in circles. On Wednesday, after work, I drove home, grabbed the kids and we took off for Malmöfestivalen to eat festival food: langos and churros and mini-smörgåstårtas. We met up with Cate’s oldest daughter Paige who was...

26
May
2010

UNDER ATTACK

I don’t know, it’s one of those weeks. A woeful week, in which I have had sort of sad, or at least shaking, news from a friend and, with another friend, flailed helplessly in the face of her grief, though trying my darndest to avoid the chin-chucking and it-will-be-fining, because in her case it WON’T and all I can do is try and hear what she is saying and keep reiterating that sometimes horrible things happen and it’s not your fault. It’s a week of work-drowning, where the waves keep pulling me under and I keep trying to bob up...

28
Apr
2010

BITS OF TID

Everything is new and green and growing and pulsing with promise…everything but my eyes. They’re red and pulsing with The ITCH. Must get to a pharmacy stat and see what kind of relief I can get. I have a feeling Visine-A isn’t going to cut it this year. I got buzzed by a very loud bumblebee today; so loud that I actually looked up, thinking it was an airplane. Where is my mother? I called and let a message earlier but she hasn’t called back yet. I get antsy when too much time goes by between contact. The kids didn’t...

22
Apr
2010

SIGNS OF THE END TIMES

What a hellish couple of days this has been, and now more bad news to add the icing on to the bogus cake. Yesterday, when I got home, Karin was playing on the computer. I kicked her off for a bit to check email and catch up on some quick online errands, and then we went to the store and then came home and had dinner. After dinner, she went back to finish her last half hour of play, and couldn’t log in. I tried, but I couldn’t log in either. So I logged in as an administrator but quickly...