Did you figure out what it was Ash?
Remember how I told you guys we had a flat...I didn't know how it happened but I didn't press the issue, I figured one of us got it turning a corner or something, which has happened a few times since we got the new car in June because it handles differently from our old car. Well it turns out DH got it when he was picking me up from the doctor that day.
I was coming out of the anesthesia and I was crying, which I remember being a common side effect I also experienced when I was a kid. Well, they called DH and told him I was "highly emotional" or something like that so he was rushing to get to me and he hit the curb at the doctor's parking lot.
Was he able to put air back in it, or did you have to replace the tire? That sucks you came out of anesthesia like that.
I had a large bolt in my VW tire. My neighbor had a portable air compressor that plugs into a cigarette lighter, and my brother was able to plug it for me. Unfortunately, that sort of thing is kinda common in my town because there's an automotive recycler in town where they shred cars. They come in on one side of town and squish them flat there, then haul them across town to the large shredder, dropping sharp pieces of car in the streets along the way.
That's great the tire was free!
I'll have to take the car out for a drive today and see if it's still being weird. It's just after 7 here and we've just got up and had our breakfast. Travis woke me up at 3 AM when he came downstairs to use the bathroom, and I realized dh was not at home. When I dropped him off, he said to me that midnight would be the latest that he'd be home, so I text him to ask where he was. He text back that he was sleeping on the couch at one of his friend's that he went out with. I am highly annoyed by that. He could have text me to let me know he wasn't coming home. He said that taxis cost too much. He is such a tight wad. We have got plans today, so he better get home soon or he and I will have words. I've not heard from him this morning, and I'm not going to text him to see how he plans to get home. He better not think that I'm going to load the kids in the car to go fetch him. I just can't believe how inconsiderate he has been.
Oh I'd be furious!
Oh, I am. It's 8:30 and I've still not heard from him. He's going to get an earful when he gets home!
He finally text at 9 AM to ask if I could check if his dad could pick him up. I told him that he wouldn't be able to because FIL now goes to church with MIL from 9 til 10. He then text back something like, "I don't feel too good, could you come get me?" (with a sad face at the end). So, I picked him up and drove along in silence til I finally said, "Did you not think it was a good idea to let me know that you weren't coming home?" and he replied that he was so drunk that he didn't really know where he was so his friend told him to sleep on his couch and to sort a taxi in the morning. He says he remembers going in the house and having a cup of tea and a scone with his friend before sleeping on the couch! (How bloody English of them!) Rich hardly ever drinks so this binge really wiped him out. He kept saying today that he's never going out drinking again. He moped around feeling sorry for himself all day, but I gave him no sympathy. I even made him get ready and watch a 3 hour long pantomime show with me and Travis because we've had that booked for weeks. He tried saying he wasn't well enough to go, but I said to him, "you knew you had this show to go to last night, so don't you dare try saying you aren't going."
That goes to show you how horrible alcohol is. That was so out of character for him. The kids will be in bed in half an hour, so I will he speaking to him with no interruptions soon and will get everything sorted (hopefully).
oh my goodness Ash! From what you've posted about him, this really is out of character for him. You know it's bad if the person is lamenting they're never going to drink again...it's kinda funny. I'm glad he went with you though. I'm sure he feels bad. He has a lot of making up to do!
omg Ash I know all too well how you feel but can I say how hilarious it is that they had tea and a scone! That is too much lol!
I hope he learned his lesson.
The tea and a scone cracked me up. Drunken tea time, LOL. But yeah. Alcohol can be evil. DH is still trying to figure out why even just one drink with anything but Jack in it makes him terribly hung over the next day. He had one vodka and cranberry juice the other night and felt terrible in the morning.
Good morning, All!
I just shared this in another thread but wanted to share with you guys too.And here is something that surprised me. I was looking up adult add and I have most of the symptoms! I do not hate the hyperactivity which is sort of what I always first thought of but the disorganization, trouble completing tasks, procrastinating, easily distracted, substance abuse (in my past), recklessness.I just wanted to pop in and share that this weekend I worked on some visual cue cards for Kai and he is really excited about them. I still need to set up a place to keep them but he wanted to get started last night so at bedtime he asked for his bedtime card which has 3 simple tasks on it. I told him to complete the tasks and then bring me the card and when he hands it to me, I will know he has done it all. So about 10 minutes goes by and he comes galloping back in the room, "Mom! I did ALL my tasks!"
"But I can't find the card." Oh, my sweet boy. Story of your life, Bud.
Interesting. We always pegged dbf as having it because he is extremely hight strung, hyperactice, trouble relaxing BUT he is really organized and very focused on his tasks.
Great, we each have the symptoms the other does not. lol
No way man. I was reading stuff about adhd in general and clicked on adult thinking that it would describe dbf. Then I was like holy crap this is me!! lol
Suja, is that the official diagnosis then?
I could see Bridget doing that, for apparently no reason. Actually, it would be kinda funny.
I got my rejection email from the Johnson School. I'm more relieved than disappointed, even though I almost always get an offer after every interview where I make it that far, so a part of me is slightly curious. But not really. I didn't want to work there.
Ash, way to get it done with your hubby, LOL. You're handling it quite in the same way I would. DH knows pretty much right away when something's not ok with me. I think he affectionately calls it "jumping down his throat".
Bridget, Kai is such a sweetie!! And if it's any consolation, I self-diagnosed myself as a low-grade ADD + too, back when I was reading this super cheezy book called "Change Your Brain, Change Your Body" (can't believe I'm even admitting that I read it). Anyway, I think maybe we all have symptoms of conditions, but they're probably not enough to qualify us for a diagnosis of the condition. One doctor once told me that if I had true ADD, I'd have a hard time even sitting there having that conversation.
Speaking of official diagnoses, I think I had a case of what's known as "Loopiness" last weekend. First, I forgot my phone at the office last Friday, and had to drive back in at 9 pm to get it, after all were gone and a security guard from another building (that I had to walk to) had to escort me in. Then on Saturday, I took Bodhi to his swim lessons in a town 25 min south of my house, then drove him to his friend's birthday party in a town that's about an hour northeast of my house. So drove about 1.5 hrs in all to get there, pulled up to the house and it was deserted. I checked the invitation and it turned out the party was the next day. So basically, I spent the entire weekend in my car. Bah!
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My brother's 10 year old Boston Terrier just died of congestive heart failure. Just a complete shock.
I'm sorry, Suja. What a blow.
"Any idiot can face a crisis; it is this day-to-day living that wears you out." -Anton Chekhov
I'm sorry Suja. How's your brother doing?
The news coverage for the Sandy Hook Promise has brought it all back. I just fell apart all over again. I cannot help but feel intense anger, bordering on hatred, for anyone that is against banning those weapons and magazines. I feel it's selfish. It's like they're saying their right to have them is more important that the lives of children. I cannot grasp that. It's disgusting to me.
Khan is making progress, Mandy. He took his first wobbly steps without my help today.
My brother seems to be holding up well. He has had Shazzy ever since he became a somewhat responsible adult, and she has been a constant in his life. It sucks all the way around, whether they die in inches llike Khan, or suddenly, like Shazz.
I am sorry about all the sadness with the canines in your life, Suja.