pain, joy and cinnamon toast
Jan. 21st, 2010 11:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gfrancieIt has been a long long day. The sort of day where the children make me long for Friday like it is a tall cool glass of water. Friday. I am holding on for Friday.
I have done something to my back. Or my back has done something to me. I need to sort that out. Carrying a baby around probably doesn't help matters. It hurt so bad and we were out of certain foods that are staples when you have small people. I didn't want to go to the grocery store as it would mean carrying someone. I knew I wouldn't make it home. So I want to give thanks to AmazonFresh. I was able to order some things and get same day delivery. They even sent me flowers as a free gift. Thank you. I won't let you touch my breasts but the flowers are appreciated. You gotta buy me dinner if you want to touch my breasts. And I am not talkin' eggs at Dennys. These breasts have good taste and like a nice steak dinner. Dessert too. But back to grocery deliveries; they saved me. We have milk and other things to eat and I stayed alive a few more hours.
My simple pleasure tonight was hot cocoa and cinnamon toast. I encourage everyone to take this up as a lifestyle choice. It will make many things better. Even if it is just for a few minutes.
Upon reflection I don't think I would ever want to be a Mitford but I wouldn't have minded being friends with them. Even Unity; despite that whole hero-worship of Hitler thing on her part. (we can't all have exquisite taste) I have a number of lovely friends who I secretly believe have horrible tastes in certain things. I don't hold it against them. (now to watch all of LJ work themselves up into a neurotic fit.) *snorts*
Okay time for a hot bath.
I have done something to my back. Or my back has done something to me. I need to sort that out. Carrying a baby around probably doesn't help matters. It hurt so bad and we were out of certain foods that are staples when you have small people. I didn't want to go to the grocery store as it would mean carrying someone. I knew I wouldn't make it home. So I want to give thanks to AmazonFresh. I was able to order some things and get same day delivery. They even sent me flowers as a free gift. Thank you. I won't let you touch my breasts but the flowers are appreciated. You gotta buy me dinner if you want to touch my breasts. And I am not talkin' eggs at Dennys. These breasts have good taste and like a nice steak dinner. Dessert too. But back to grocery deliveries; they saved me. We have milk and other things to eat and I stayed alive a few more hours.
My simple pleasure tonight was hot cocoa and cinnamon toast. I encourage everyone to take this up as a lifestyle choice. It will make many things better. Even if it is just for a few minutes.
Upon reflection I don't think I would ever want to be a Mitford but I wouldn't have minded being friends with them. Even Unity; despite that whole hero-worship of Hitler thing on her part. (we can't all have exquisite taste) I have a number of lovely friends who I secretly believe have horrible tastes in certain things. I don't hold it against them. (now to watch all of LJ work themselves up into a neurotic fit.) *snorts*
Okay time for a hot bath.
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Date: 2010-01-22 08:53 am (UTC)The internet?...neurotic? MOI? hee hee.
Technically it is Friday now - you made it! If you need magical back fairies, let me know.
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Date: 2010-01-22 08:36 pm (UTC)Hee. I was okay. Laying down helped. As does walking. Need more walking in my life.
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Date: 2010-01-23 01:45 pm (UTC)i'd share my nestle sales rep with you :) commercial grade is nothing grand, but in a pinch - it's handy to have a stash of chocolate bars in the office now.
wishing you survival in the temporary single parenthood stint. perhaps some acupuncture to help with your back when Mr J gets back?
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Date: 2010-01-23 07:16 pm (UTC)Sorry about the back. I hate back troubles. You don't realize how much you rely on it (how can it hurt when I'm sitting down?!?!?) until it hurts.