These Days

I woke up early to pick up my father in law from the airport. Nothing like waking up at 5 am to fight D.C. traffic. Its petty of me to complain, the reason I had to pick him up from the airport was because he graciously left his truck with us for use to dispose of our old furniture. But if there is one thing I cant stand, its D.C. traffic. I would literally rather drill a hole in my head than drive through rush hour traffic in D.C. Nevermind that I have an older filipino lady in the car trying to give me directions by reading the signs that she cant read until we've pretty much passed them, and telling me to slow down when I'm trying to follow the flow of traffic so I dont cause an accident. I really should not complain, however thats about as high stress as it gets for me.

Cris and I were supposed to drop Nicholas off at school this morning but apparently the poor kid dislikes the school so much he cries in class. I dont know if this is something like separation anxiety from his mom or if the school is genuinely working Nicholas too hard. He's only 5 and he's in a full day of school there. Montesorry schools are harder than a public school but he's not unwilling to take an opportunity when he sees one. See, Cris disapproves of this school for the simple fact that he goes for a full day. She doesnt think he should have to go for a full day yet, whether its right or wrong she always is reluctant to leave him there, which Nicholas always picks up on. Today we went to drop Nicholas off, and he made the sad face and Cris fell for it hook, line, and sinker. She looked at me and said, "Do you think we have to drop him off today?" What the hell, what do I know? So I'm like "sure," although I had an ulterior motive, hehe. With Nicholas in the car we could use the H.O.V. lanes to pick up Hank. It worked out, we got there faster, Nicholas didnt have to go to school and Cris didnt have to be upset about leaving him there. And, if anyone's going to catch hell it will be Cris but she wont because no matter what Amy does for the kids it will never be up to Cris's standards. If Amy opens her mouth, Cris will explode on Amy and Amy knows that.

Its like a soap opera, only better. :-D

Pita is up to his old tricks with the toilet again. I was hoping that letting him play in the sink would cure that. :-( I lifted the lid to use the restroom when I went to open the sliding glass door to let in some fresh air really fast. In the 10 seconds it took me to do that he was up on the bowl with his nose in the water. I kicked him off, and he immediately jumped up on the sink and tucked himself in it, waiting for me to turn on the water. Bizarrrrrre animal. I came in here, into the computer room and sat down at Steve's desk for a minute. He comes in, jumps on Steve's desk and starts knocking stuff off. I mean, on purpose. He knocked a pen, nail clippers, an empty water bottle and an old video card off the desk. I couldnt believe his arrogant ass. It was like the drop and pick up game babies play.

Then, he noticed the mouse moving across the screen and started jumping at it, and swatting it with his paws. Funniest. Shit. Ever. Better than a laser pointer. So he's worn himself out, and I move back to my desk, and he decides he wants to be cute and fluffy and tucks himself into this tiny cubby hole in my desk only he's too big to fit there anymore so he's knocking stuff around. He finally gets that he's too big, and comes out to lay across my keyboard. Oh, and he has a fascination with bread. Twice in a row he's taken the rolls and ripped them out of the bag, to play with them like hockey pucks. I've woken up to find the rolls half tore up, kicked across the floor which is obvious from the bread crumbs, only to find them in secret hidey holes in the house.

What a cheese whiz. Pita's name sure does fit him.

Its almost time to get my new weight and measurements. I'm really scared that I wont see any results.

I'm seriously considering changing the wedding plans. I want to do this with the cruise but I wont have Steve embarassed or disrespected when no one shows up for the cruise except for his daughter. Its bullshit, the amount of stuff he does for his family and this is what he gets in return. The saddest part is I deal with this stuff with my family all of the time. I just wasnt expecting it from his.

I recently heard a new song, I think its gorgeous. It's called Holy Water by Big and Rich. Click on the second Holy Water (not the exclusive performance one), if you want to listen to it.

I've been doing some deep thinking of late, and I'll leave you with it. In the state of New York, aggravated animal cruelty is a felony, punishable by a fine of $5000 and imprisonment of up to 2 years. So, in the state of New York, you cant starve your dog to death, but you can have an abortion. When did a dog's life become more valuable than a human's?