More house cleaning, but I'm not calling anyone a "Lady". Okay?

tinamishi recently asked how one deals with the fact that their baby is old enough to go to school. I'd like to address that now (just in case you didn't see my response, Christie) ...

Try to hold back the tears until your child is out of sight. Preferably in the classroom. I was able to do it when Cole started Kindergarten. I wasn't able to do it when he started preschool. I sobbed like a baby. Seriously. I just looked up at the teacher and apologized with tears dripping down my face. What a sap.

That's pretty much all of my advice. Oh, and pack a good lunch. That's important.

Now, I got my invite yesterday to the Lake Tahoe trip that the bank puts on. It's some time in September (malkovich03 could tell you the exact date since she's down with that shit). I have to go buy a nice dress. Maybe I'll just buy a nice top and wear a pair of black pants. Either way, I must shop. It's a good thing I got a little bonus and have a little to spend on myself. Speaking of shopping, I think I need to buy Cole a few more pairs of pants for school. And new shoes. How do kids go through their shoes so damn quickly? Before my shoe buying binge of a couple of months ago my old Sketchers lasted for 7 years. Cole's lucky to have them last 3 months. And he's not out growing them. He just plays hard and wears them out.

Since we're talking about Cole ... He is so darn sick right now. He's sleeping on the couch at the moment, but he was throwing up something fierce last night. All over my bed. You moms out there know what that's like. Gross. I love doing laundry at 10 at night. Especially when it involves vomit of some type.

Onward. I have the urge to buy something out of my favorite catalog. Amy Brown has some great sculptures ("The Kiss", "Winter Solstice" and "Eclipse") in there that catch my fancy. I also love her "Cloak of Stars" glass panel. It's just so pretty. See, I was thinking of adding pictures so you all could see what I like but it seemed like too much work.

I think I have to take care of my boy.
Later.

ETA
Oh.my.gods. There are some really bad icons out there. Sure, there are some really good ones, but there are some really bad ones also. Just a word of advice ... To whom ever I just ran across (can't remember who and can't remember where) - Please don't icon Batman Returns ever again. Once upon a time I used to like that movie. (shut up, I did like it) You might have ruined it for me. Thank you, Kelly.

I'm a little bored

Hey! Somebody! I'm bored. Cole's monopolizing my TV and my mom's watching the news. I can only take so much of the news. Then they keep repeating all the stories over and over again and I can't listen anymore. I mean, seriously, I've heard about the "early morning raid on an illegal pot farm in the Santa Cruz mountains" where some of the "guards" for the farm traded gunfire with the Fish and Game officers about 15 times. No more. It's like when you watch those entertainment shows and they just keep giving you the same information about Britney Spears and her twins and her stupid husband and how he can't afford anything because she put him on an allowance. Please. I stopped caring after the 2nd time I heard about it.

I've been watching The X-Files again. Season 3. I think I'm up to episode 14. I was planning on watching more than one ep today, but Cole wanted to watch cartoons. He's the sick one, he gets priority. So I only watched the ep with the two girls with the same birtdhay who were killing people. The one with a young Ryan Reynolds (yum). No, I can't pronounce, much less spell, the title. But you know what I mean.

Stargates and BSG tonight! I can't wait for SG-1. I'm really digging Ben Browder. Does everybody realize that the new doctor (umm, maybe she's not new, but I didn't watch many eps from last season. Although now that I'm thinking about it the new General mentioned something about how she's fitting in, so maybe she really is new) is Lexa Doig, Michael Shanks' real-life wife? They're cute. But not as cute as Vala and Daniel together. You know what I'm saying?

Okay. I'm done.