Had the weirdest dream last night. I drempt that someone I knew had twins, and didnt want both of them, so she gave one of them to me. It was so odd, but in the dream, I really wanted a baby, so I took it and we both went our seperate ways.
Next, my dream flashes to me carrying it around target, looking for a bottle and formula. I have no idea which nipple goes to which bottle, and I was starting to get freaked out, and the baby was looking at me like, "um, Im getting hungry here,". Finally, I just grabbed any nipple and bottle, shoved it together, (though it totally didn't go together,) and gave the baby the bottle. The delema didn't end there, though. In the bottle already was some chcolate milk. I didn't think I had time to clean it out, so I mixed the formula in it, and gave it to the baby. The whole time, the dream Megan was like, "I am a horrible mother! you dont give a baby chcolate milk!"
But dream baby didn't seem to mind, so I went with it.
Then Matt started snoring really loudly.
Monday, December 28, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Whinning about work: proceed with discression
I need a new job.
I figure every one has bad days at work - that is unavoidable. But, there also comes a time in a person's career/current job, when you dread going in EVERY DAY. That, my friends, is when it is time to look for a new job. I have been going onto websites of libraries, National forset, division of wildlife, and even hospitals. (hey, I could answer phones.)
No one is hiering though!!! I know I should count my blessings that I actually have a job, but sheesh, I feel like it just drains me of all joy and happyness!
Maaaaaaaaaabye that was a bit over exaggerated.
I am just ready for a new job!!! New challenges!!!
Some of the jobs that were open pay almost half of what I am making now, and I am not even making that much!
I enjoy stuff too much to sacrifice. :)
I figure every one has bad days at work - that is unavoidable. But, there also comes a time in a person's career/current job, when you dread going in EVERY DAY. That, my friends, is when it is time to look for a new job. I have been going onto websites of libraries, National forset, division of wildlife, and even hospitals. (hey, I could answer phones.)
No one is hiering though!!! I know I should count my blessings that I actually have a job, but sheesh, I feel like it just drains me of all joy and happyness!
Maaaaaaaaaabye that was a bit over exaggerated.
I am just ready for a new job!!! New challenges!!!
Some of the jobs that were open pay almost half of what I am making now, and I am not even making that much!
I enjoy stuff too much to sacrifice. :)
Bro-eater
I know 16 year olds can eat, espicially boys, but dang! Nothing ever prepared me for when my brother in law, a heavyweight 16 year old, showed up at our house to spend Christmas vacation.
In one sitting, he ate 1 doughnut, 3 sausage biscuts from McDonnalds, and a lb. of Spagetti.
Worse than that?
After he eats all that, he sitts infront of the tv for hours, playing countless video games.
I cannot be too harsh on this aspect, because my husband plays them right along with him. So much so, I am starting to feel single. Up till 2 am, sleep, back up at 9 and right back in front of the tv! The only time they stop is to A. eat, or B. go to the bathroom.
The thing that set me over the edge was when he ate a plate of goodies that I had made for some neighbors for Christmas.
What, did he think that they were sitting there on a plate for him?? It was serane rapped for goodness sake!
Little pork-o.
In one sitting, he ate 1 doughnut, 3 sausage biscuts from McDonnalds, and a lb. of Spagetti.
Worse than that?
After he eats all that, he sitts infront of the tv for hours, playing countless video games.
I cannot be too harsh on this aspect, because my husband plays them right along with him. So much so, I am starting to feel single. Up till 2 am, sleep, back up at 9 and right back in front of the tv! The only time they stop is to A. eat, or B. go to the bathroom.
The thing that set me over the edge was when he ate a plate of goodies that I had made for some neighbors for Christmas.
What, did he think that they were sitting there on a plate for him?? It was serane rapped for goodness sake!
Little pork-o.
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