Life doesn't care about your vision. You just gotta roll with it.

~ Ben's dad in "Knocked Up"

My final thoughts for the week...

...That little nugget I've titled my post with couldn't be more true. We've had an amazing amount of bullshit go down in the last couple of months and it's been very trying on us. Apparently, life doesn't care about what we want, it's got its own plan and we can suck a lemon.

..."Sid the Science Kid" is a creepy kids show on PBS. Beth loves it. I have many problems with it. None that warrant changing the channel when it comes on, but all that warrant me leaving the room when its on to avoid twitching. First of all, a five-year-old has the vocabulary and demeanor of a 12-year-old. Their features are disproportionate and their hair plain freaks me out. Teacher Suzie kinda looks like a floozie to me. Maybe I'm old school, or it's because I haven't seen any in-action teachers since 1998, but she's wearing purple Crocs, skin-tight denim capris, a long purple, form-fitting shirt and a hooped belt going around her hips. All her curves are accentuated. But the kids' hair is what bothers me the most.

...My son is growing up abnormally fast. Two months ago, he was just learning how to stand on his own. Now he's walking all over the place, standing on things to reach things on the backside of a table, and tonight, he climbed up on our couch! He can say: mama, dada, nana (banana), dut (duck), baba (bottle), bye, and a form of
"hi" that I don't think I could translate into text. He's 11 months old.

...I have a Diet Coke problem. It's all I drink. I sip on water throughout the night, if I wake up dying of thirst.

...I'm totally unprepared for the holiday season. I'm hosting a small Thanksgiving for my family of four, my brother-in-law, and possibly his girlfriend because my husband's dad and his wife are going to Las Vegas. I've never done this. I hope I can pull it off! Christmas probably isn't going to happen, and if it does, it'll be some meager, buy-and-wrap-stuff-they-need-instead-of-want gifts for the kids.

...My mom is a saint. Truly.

...Our DVD player is broken. I never realized how much we used it until we couldn't use it anymore. Now I'm sad. I want to rent movies, but who wants to watch them on a 19" LCD monitor that sits in the corner of a room? Not this girl.

...I'm very tired. I haven't slept much this week and I fear I won't sleep much the next few weeks due to my anxiety and paranoia about my mom coming to visit. My skin looks like crap and I've got enough baggage under my eyes to move to Zimbabwe.

So that about covers it. Feel free to use my comments section to complain. It'd be nice to know I'm not the only one with gripes.