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This Weekend OT is Full of Glitter

The best kind of glitter. The kind that doesn’t end up stuck to your foot and your couch and mysteriously appearing in your bathtub three years from now.

Because seriously, where else can you talk about*:

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Nowhere else, that’s where. Enjoy your weekend, kids!

*glitter text under spoiler cuts because I know not everyone shares my love of constant glitter text.

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i ran away from home this weekend
Mr Bells was out of town and i’m having mini meltdowns every couple hours (what the hell was i thinking?  why am i moving our family to a whole new state?  can we even afford to do this? where are we going to live? you know – the usual)
i drove up to my in-laws friday night and didn’t leave until sunday afternoon.  my in-laws were so sweet to me.  they baby sat the munchkin for four hours while i calmed down and got my poop in a group.  i try and hide the anxiety from the kiddo, but he can totally tell.  he keeps telling me he loves me and giving me out-of-nowhere hugs and asking me if i’m sad.  i hate that he thinks he needs to take care of his mom.

why am i moving away from these wonderful people?!?!?
just have to get through the next three weeks . . . keep it together  . . . drink beer . . . ramble on persephone . . .

Oh goodness, that is a lot to have going on. But try not to think of what the kiddo is doing in a negative way, compassion isn’t the same as burden. (So would love to have better wording for that!) Hope things come together for you with more loveliness than stress.

Katie Taylor just kicked ASS in the boxing quarter-final, winning 26-15. She’s just guaranteed Ireland’s first medal. What a legend.

And now I’m going to watch Gabby Douglas and Beth Tweddle in the uneven bars final. This is really the women’s Olympics. BOOM.

Man, my weekend was rough.  The only things that kept me from going totally batshit insane last night were stuffing my face full of dove dark chocolate, swearing profusely, laughing so I wouldn’t cry, and the promise of wine when I got home in the morning.  Sangria at 8 in the morning? Yes please.

Long story short, the hospital I work for moved this weekend.  It was stressful leading up to it because we were busy and overcrowded and most of our supplies were at the new place. Last night was stressful because we were at the new place and…well, it was awful.  Lol.  I could probably rant about it for four paragraphs, but I won’t.  Let’s just say I had a horrible assignment even under the best of circumstances…and I had it at the new place.  :/ Hopefully it will get better.

Ha. That was great.

After my glass of wine, I crashed and slept for 10 hours. :) I feel much better now.  Also, I meant to explain that the hospital I work for moved this weekend but I was too flustered to even explain the root of my stress this morning. Lol. I have tonight to recover then I’m back for three more shifts of fun. Hopefully things will have settled down by tomorrow…hopefully.

Dreamt I was staying at Madonna’s apartment – if you can even call it that, it was actually several floors in a big building. No idea what I was doing there. The bathroom closest to me was long and narrow, and had a ridiculous floor consisting of tiled slopes and steps, I’m supposing so that the water from the shower would look nice splashing down towards the drain. And at the very bottom of the steps, there was the toilet, and it was blocked.

Otherwise, I’ve been feeling down and keeping quiet, because I don’t really want to post, if all I can do is whine.

I dreamed me and all my from-school friends were living in a big house, with Tom Daley. And somehow we all had to do exams, which Tom knew about, but none of the rest of us did… I’ve been watching too much of the Olympics…

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