Month: July 2002

Oh man, I wish I had a daughter. Not that I’m against boys playing with dolls; I’m not, I’ve even purchased one for him. But Sign Language Barbie is a Barbie, which is a slightly different category. I think I’ll get her for my niece. Unless my sister is reading this and already has one on order.

I’m feeling bad for myself right now, and even though I know it’s silly, I still do. Maybe I’m just ready to have a day like that.

You see, we’ve hit one of the downsides to being a contractor. Today the company where I’m working is having an ice cream social. They’ve even hired a brass band to play 4th of July-patriotic-type music. Everyone got a ticket to make sundaes, and raffle tickets to win ice cream-related prizes. Well, everyone except the contractors. So I’m sitting here, and as close as I am to the cafeteria, I can hear the crowds, the laughter, and the brass band. But no ice cream for me! See, I told you it was silly. I can go out any time and either buy or make my own sundae. I think it just stresses that when you are doing contract work, you really are not part of the organization. And this is the part of working for a company that I like most. Oh well. That’s life in the big city. I’ll treat myself to something this evening…Junior is spending the night with Daddy so I may go hang out at the mall or something. Maybe I’ll treat myself to an Annie’s pretzel.

If I don’t accomplish anything else this week, I have the joy in my heart of knowing that I single-hanededly not only got it set up alone, but I took it down and, get this, folded it up and got it back in the zippered bag it came in! Can you believe it!?? I got it to fit!

I am superwoman.

I forgot to mention that my big project yesterday was to waterproof that Wal-Mart tent I got for $20. Taking it out, I got really nervous at the sheer volume of “stuff” (this is the technical term for the windbreaker or tarp-like plastic material this is made from.) that I pulled out of the box. Lots of it. Two bags of extras (tent stakes and the sticks that all go together to make the poles) instructions, a box with the remote control light, etc.

But lots of “tent”. So I went out to set that puppy up in the back yard. I am apparently tent-impaired because I could not get this thing going. I must have looked like a helpless moron because my neighbor actually STOPPED mowing her lawn to ask me if I needed help. At that point Junior was back from visiting dad so I had him sort of kind of help me. Plus I figured out one small thing I was missing. Anyway, once up, it looks pretty good. And I think I’ll be MUCH faster the next time I put it up.

So now I just have to get it folded back up. I sprayed it and sealed the seams, but wanted to give it 24 hours to dry, so it’s all inside the house. Tonight Junior and I will attempt to fold it back up. Okay, I will fold it back up. Wish me luck.

I’m wearing the wrong shoes today. By the time I noticed, it was to late to go home and change in the the correct shoes. See, I grabbed my LLBean slip-on thingies because the garbage truck was approaching and I still had one bag to bring out. But when I came back in the house, I didn’t take them off or put on the correct shoes. So today I’m wearing black jeans, a green shirt and blue shoes. Luckily there is some black trim on the shoes, but still….it’s such a Monday kind of thing to happen.